What if? A Christmas reflection


What if nothing and no one spoke into the void
No singular move of intent
No reason, no purpose, no call into being
No deliberate creative event
What if?
What if each tiny quark was left to itself
Every protein unguided and free
No blueprint, no builder, true randomness reigning
A directionless, turbulent sea
What if?
What if man was unfettered, a law to himself
And everyone’s law was his own
No standard, no ruler, no ultimate judge
No wrong for which one must atone
What if?
What if all of our wrongs left us guilty and damned
No recourse except that we pay
No savior, no substitute, no Lamb of God
What if Christmas was no special day?