The shepherds swallowed the

extraordinary. Their silent night interrupted, likely forever wrecked them for the ordinary. Still, they went back. They returned to the sheep, to the everyday life, the everyday coming and going life. But they praised God, glorified God for the chance, the opportunity, the invitation to have heard and seen what most never would. When did they finally fall asleep? What did they dream? And when the sun came up, who had they become?

— December 21st One Baby For The World