v. 8:3 Thus says the Lord: I will return to Zion, and will dwell in the midstof Jerusalem; Jerusalem shall be called the faithful city, and the mountain of the Lord of hosts shall be called the holy mountain.
For the exiles returned home to a destroyed and desolate Jerusalem these were words of great hope. They had not been abandoned for ever. There would be a new Temple (where else would God "dwell?"), and this place ("the mountain") would once again be set apart for a special, divine purpose.
Christmas is the annual celebrative reminder that God dwells in our midst, once in real physical form, but now in mystery (not physical but no less real). No longer is God understood to dwell in a particular place, among a particular people. God dwells in each human heart and all ground is sacred ground.
Over the year, since the last Christmas, it has perhaps been easy to gradually lose touch with these spiritual realities. Now, at year's end and at Christmastime, is our opportunity to reclaim them. Reclaim the God who dwells in you, whoever you may be. Reclaim the God who makes your ground sacred, wherever that ground may be.