A humorous story describing a time when a wax doll representing the infant Jesus meant for a Christmas creche was accidentally warmed and as a result "taken a new form. Jesus had become as flat as our choir on a bad day" (p. 3). "Perhaps it was the fact made plain, that we are so well loved God was willing to take on our bodies with all the limitations, frailties and temptations it demanded -- then turning it all over to us, not immune to fear and in great pain. At any rate, it seems God is not above a little mirth, and love does, indeed, change our form and make us new" (p. ).
Author "is a member of Trinity [Episcopal] Parish, Menlo Park, California".