The Nativity is the most beautiful story ever told.
In a pagan world of idols and emperors and worship of power and violence a small nation kept insisting that there was a promise. A transcendent promise. A promise of justice and of redemption, not merely for Jews, but for all men. The redemption was something about a young woman, perhaps a virgin. About David's City and Galilee. Something about God-with-us. The Creator was going to set things right. Perhaps a great king. Perhaps a wise prophet. No one knew how.
And then it happened-- with beauty and utter humility that takes our breath away-- and the world is still reeling.
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.