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Someday the tombs will break and the veil will split as the last gasping breath leaves your lungs but tonight she pulls you to her chest as those tiny lungs expand for the very first time and suddenly nothing else seems to matter, not the whispers or the rumors the sleepless nights the long journey or the excruciating pain There's only this moment and your perfect face. Hope is born and God is WITH us and the smell of sweat and birth mingled with milk and manure reminds us that sometimes the most glorious of stories begins in the dirtiest of places. The Creator and the created the Giver and the gift the holy and the human. They've all heard about you but tonight so few seem to notice you're here. You know you're not at all what they had in mind and you'll turn everything upside down. You'll call the tax collector out from the crowd and down from the tree and tell him to invite you home, command the Pharisees to drop the stones