Does this sound like something a human would make up? Does it sound like something a bunch of cult builders would create to impress potential tithers? And then the Holy One, the World-Maker, was born in a . . . in . . . uh . . . And the angels themselves descended, overflowing with jubilation and sang to a randomly selected flock of sheep and a couple of their unwashed, illiterate shepherds—the Lord Incarnate’s first worshippers.
