Brighter than the stars are the angels, not only in heaven above, but unseen by us, adoring this holy Child, their Creator, lying in that rough manger-cradle.
He has never shown such love for those shining angels, bright sinless angels, as for us.
How we must love Him if we have hearts at all wherewith to love!
Jesus, I thank Thee for coming thus. Great God, how Thou hast humbled Thyself! It seems too much, too wonderful, but I know that it is true.
Nothing is too wonderful for Thy great, Thy everlasting love.
For love of Thee I will be humble. Take away my pride and my self-will.
Mary, I thank thee and bless thee for loving God so nobly, so purely, so humbly, that He gave His dear Son to us through thee. Pray to that Son, that I may have grace to learn of Him and thee to be meek and humble of heart.
