You were born and placed in a manger.*
A manger was a feeding trough,
typically made of stone.
You were born in a place for animals.
Dirty, smelly, unhealthy.
You chose the manger to begin the life.
Perhaps the manger was joyful.
Perhaps the manger never thought that
the lowly manger
in the lower level of a house or in a cave
could become the bed for the Son of the Most High.
the one and only Son of the Most High,
chose the manger.
Blessed is the humble manger.
Blessed are humble things,
for they are things God choose.