solstice, the darkest day
when despair seems,
perhaps,
to be most immanent
when hopelessness, maybe
is most fully incarnate
yet, we gather ourselves
into the
warmth of home, the
warmth of sanctuary, the
warmth of community, the
warmth of fire, the
warmth of the Word of God
and when we gather,
we tell surprising
stories
stories of who we are –
but we don’t tell
stories of
despair, of hopelessness
Hope, and Light, and Love
pervade
times of darkness and
despair
see, we have seen Christ
born,
God entering vulnerable
into our life
we have heard words
incarnate
as the things we speak,
good or ill
become truth
we have tasted bread and
wine
sweeter and richer and
subtler and deeper
than any narthex cookies
could be
and we know we will again
in the face of despair
Gospel is light,
breaking into our
darkness
Light is Gospel
pushing darkness to the
edges,
the outskirts,
the margins
Then, we can’t help but
to look into the darkness
where, perhaps,
far from the place we
huddle around
light and warmth and
community
we see Christ banishing
darkness
even where we cannot
even see light
which, according to some,
is hope –
trusting what we believe
to be true
despite all the evidence
despite all the evidence,
darkness in so many forms
surrounding us
we proclaim light
Word of God
continually coming into
the world
and, as we begin again,
every day, to
believe and hope,
we might humbly echo Mary
‘Let it be with me
according to your Word’
allowing our being to
reflect,
into darkness
Divine Light
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