what was the Lord doing in this small town, on this quiet night, in this obscure province? When God invaded human affairs, the very earth should tremble. But here was a scene one might find anywhere in the world: a mother, a father, an infant. Why was heaven so preoccupied with a scene so unremarkable? Joseph did what we would have done. He returned again and again to what he himself had experienced. He carefully sifted the words of his own angelic visitor. The messenger had said, “You are to name