Historically, Advent was a solemn time of preparation for the sacred Feast of the Nativity. We begin by reflecting on the coming of the Lord, even as we face dark themes of judgment and our own deaths. Oddly, this meditation is not for gloom but prepares the heart for joy. It helps to awaken to…
Advent Calendar He will come like last leaf’s fall.One night when the November windhas flayed trees to bone, and earthwakes choking on the mould,the soft shroud’s folding. He will come like the frost.One morning when the shrinking earthopens on mist, to find itselfarrested in the netof alien, sword-set beauty. He will come like dark.One evening…
Here’s a poem that leans into the resurrection, longing for that great and final unveiling of Christ. At the same time, it offers a prayer of self-confession for failure to love. May it speak to us all.