He is here. I know not literally born in Bethlehem in a manger and blah, blah, pagan rituals, fish sticks.
He is here for me. And I am grateful.
At Easter we say "He is risen!" From now on at Christmas I will say, "He is here!"
I know, I'm totally paradoxical. I loathe and detest religiosity and yet I am such a little christian. What can I say? I loves me some Jesus!