December 05, 2006

At the darkest time of the year, a child is born to restore hope and light to the world.

Three months later, the best of the seed (saved aside from the grain to be eaten) is sacrificed to the thawed earth and the chaff of the old year is turned into the soil to help that seed grow, because upon that growth depends our very survival.

And nine months later, at the darkest time of the year, a child is born to restore hope to the world.

What, I wonder, would have been our religious construct had our gestational period not so precisely matched the natural cycle of seasons?

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