'Only he can bring us home who comes from home, who comes from God. Coming from the very heart of God, he is God. And so we say that God became man. It is the longest journey, long beyond our capability to imagine. God became man. We say it trembling. we say it puzzling. but more often we say it rotely, counting on routine to buffer what we cannot bear. What can we do with the burden of such a truth? This is the awful truth that we made necessary the baby crying in the cradle to become the derelict crying from the cross. The awful truth - as in awe-filled, filled with awe.'
Richard John Neuhaus, Death on a Friday Afternoon, p.8.
