This blog post is a total cheat. I forgot about it and realized I won't have time to write anything even semi-thoughful later.
It's January 2, 2015, and I'm about to go engage in my most favorite incarnational experience: dancing.
It's a worthy way to meditate on our flesh-ness. Some call it carnal, and it can be that, too, but I seldom have more joy when I engage my muscle and bone and breath in the simple act of movement with other people.
I highly recommend it.