Let the bells ring out for Christmas. Not to cover the silence, but to name it. Not to distract us from the dark, but to announce the light that has entered it. Let them ring for the mystery we return to again— God with us. Not above us, not beyond us, but here. The Word becomes flesh. Not an idea, not a symbol, but a person. Fragile. Dependent. Fully divine, fully human. The Creator steps into the creation, not as a king, but as a child. Not to watch, but to walk with us. To