The Coming

May The Lord bless your gatherings this Christmas Eve. May his Spirit abide with you. May he watch over your coming and going in safe journeys. May his light illuminate the darkness of this fallen world in which we reside for now. May he provide plenty amidst famine. May he provide healing amidst sickness. May he mend the broken-hearted. May he bring forgivness amidst the hatred. We thank you Lord for coming and we joyously await your reappearing.

 

 

 

 

 

The Coming

 

A cold winters night,

A strange heavens light,

An uncharted star,

A beacon, so bright.

A backwater town, forgotten by all,

Save those who remember, those who hear,

The ancient voice of the prophet’s call.

Stars glisten,

Brilliant, shining.

Angels listen,

Poised, pining,

Ready to rush,

Terrible beauty,

Waiting and watching,

Sentinels duty.

Shepherds waking,

Startled, quaking.

Hearts pounding,

Chests heaving,

Worshipping,

Bowing,

Hearing,

Believing.

The stillness is broken,

A child cries.

Satan shudders,

Knows his doom,

Regrets his lies.

 

A Child is born,

A Son is given,

The Son of man,

The King of Heaven.

Immanuel,

Come to save us.

Jesus child,

The gift God gave us.

 

                       

                                                                                                MJS

                                                                                                December, 2007