Jesus (Let the Stable Still Astonish)

LET THE STABLE STILL ASTONISH!
       Let the stable still astonish:
         Straw - dirt floor, dull eyes,
          Dusty flanks of donkeys, oxen;
           Crumbling, crooked, walls;
       No bed to carry that pain,
       And then, the child,
          Rag-wrapped, laid to cry
       In a trough.
       Who would have chosen this?
           Who would have said: "Yes,
              Let the God of all the heavens and earth
              be born here, in this place?"

       Who but the same God
       Who stands in the darker, fouler rooms
             of our hearts and says, "Yes,
                Let the God of Heaven and Earth be born here -
                in this place."
                                       - Leslie Leyland Fields

Lynn: Thanks for forwarding this.