A reflection by Ann Voskamp:

Rejected at the inn, holy God come in small to where you feel rejected and small. God is with you now. Whever you are–in a soundless cry or hidden brokenness or in your ache–God always wants to be with you. You are not ever left alone in this. We are never left alone in this; God is with us.

This is Love you can’t comprehend. You can only feel and touch this kind. There, in the place where you feel rejected, you can be touched by God. There, in the places you feel small, you can touch God. He came in the flesh.

Come kneel close.

Let the warm breath of heaven fall on you.

God waits to be held.

God waits for you to draw close.

My friend, Benjamin Embley, at Contemplative in the Mud wrote a beautiful reflection on touch as the most religious sense. You can read it here.