For unto us a child is born
Politicians win elections by promising heaven on earth – they will feed the starving, house the homeless, dispel the fear, and instil a hope as bright as day. Yet when the electorate realises that they are still in purgatory a decade later, another swathe of disaffected voters views the democratic process with cynicism, and declares a plague on both their houses. The government of man is in crisis, and the heart of man is bereft.
But this child, this Jesus, this god-man mystery – some day, the government shall be upon his shoulder.
The deliverer is human, one of us, flesh of our flesh. He is born to rule, born to be a king, conceived of the house and lineage of David. His name is Wonderful – a mystery of divinity in humanity; Counsellor – the oracle of wisdom; the mighty God – the Word was not just with God, but was God; the Everlasting Father – not the same person as the Father, but of one substance with the Father; the Prince of Peace – bringing a peace that passes understanding.
Cranmer wishes all of his regular communicants, and all of his intermittent guests, a joyful Christmas, and a blessed New Year.