They say a story can carry a truth far greater than the literal truth.
We Unitarians* know the value of stories. We know they carry truth. We know they carry more truth than just the plain truth ever can.
Maybe we can’t believe a virgin gave birth to the son of God: but we can believe that all births are miracles, worthy of celebration and wonder.
Maybe we can’t believe angels brought revelations: but we can believe truth can be revealed through the actions and words of those who dare to speak it and to act it.
Maybe we can’t believe the angels sang to shepherds: but we can believe that those revelations about life can come to and through even those we think are the most humble.
Maybe we can’t believe the wise men travelled to see the newborn baby king: but we can believe that we should never be too lofty or think ourselves too clever or too rich to see the wonder and majesty in tiny things.
Maybe we can’t believe that Jesus brought back the light by redeeming our sins: but we can believe in a leader and teacher and prophet who brought and brings illumination to the lives of those who wish to listen.
We can believe in the light. Always, we can believe in the light.
Maybe we can’t believe the Christmas story: but we can believe *in* it as a story which points to a truth greater than we can possibly imagine.
And so we are here. Unitarians/Unitarian Universalists, at Christmas. Celebrating.
And long may we do so.
*This piece was written by a Unitarian in the United Kingdom, hence the lack of the word "Universalist" in the first section.