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The Great Coming of the Lord

Advent,baby-jesus-in-manger
the first coming,
is quiet.

Silently he comes
in the womb of a virgin,
the womb undisturbed, untouched by man.

Patiently he comes
in the strength of her forbearance,
until she delivers her first born son.

Fragilely he comes,
a suckling newborn –
the Incarnation of God.

Tenderly he comes
in the arms of his mother,
needing to be swaddled, nurtured, loved.

Listen… Behold…
He is come
in the awesome quiet of a winter’s night.

Listen… Behold…
He is come…
even in the darkness of a wanting heart…

so quiet, so small, the majesty of the Lord…

is here.

© 2015  Christina Chase

 

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I don't call myself a poet — but the beating of my heart is poetry. I don't call myself a theologian — but the light of my mind seeks the Divine. Who I am is a Child of God, a Divine Creation, a person devoted to being fully human, fully alive.

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