Religion is no more –
With doctrine, creed
And narrowness of heart.
By faith, Mary let go of fear, and engendered a mothering Godread more
The last candle burns
The waiting’s almost over
Soon we’ll hear a baby crying
and we’ll know that God is no mere idea
A baby cries…
and its cry commands our attention.
What does it need, how can we provide?
“‘God did it’ isn’t an explanation,” said Joseph.
He got no account for the baby’s chromosomes,
No description of the mechanism that
Transmuted the divine shadow into royal blood.
In Advent, we build the framework of Christmas
together we put up scaffolding
signalling something’s being renovated
something new is being created.
Come, let us walk the road that Mary walked
the challenging road
from Nazareth to Bethlehem
not knowing what the future holds.
said God to Moses from the burning bush.
I am the light of the world…
I am the way…
I am the gate…
I am the vine…
I am the bread…
Before Abraham was, I am…
Before the Beginning,
Simply, infinitely being,