validated

He arrives bound by this mortal coil. Repulses of each breathe, reminds him of the flesh that hinges on limits. He is is bound. Captions became geography and space enlarged in his diminishment. I imagine Him, feeling the rocks under his slumber, the urging of bodily obligations, the reduction of the senses.

There was a reason for this...

and it arrives in His name...

Emmanuel

God with us.