Here is a nice poem that speaks to our hopes and fears of all the years being met in Him this night.
"The Miracle Dream"
That night" when in Judean skies
The mystic star dispensed its light.
A blind man moved in his sleep
And dreamed that he had sight.
That night when in the cattle's stall
Slept child and mother cheek to jowl
A cripple turned his twisted limbs,
And dreamed that he was whole
That night when to the mother's breast
That little king was held secure.
A harlot slept a happy sleep,
And dreamed that she was pure.
That night when shepherds heard the song
Of hosts angelic choiring near.
A deaf man stirred in slumber's spell,
And dreamed that he could hear.
That night when o'er the newborn babe
The tender Mary rose to lean,
A loathsome leper smiled in sleep
And dreamed that he was clean.
That night when in the manger lay
The Sanctified who came to save.
A man move in the sleep of death,
And dreamed there was no grave!