advent: day one

Redwood ExtremeIn the midst of all of the internet cultural warfare over the last few weeks, and no small amount of societal angst, some prayerful reflection for the season.


Not too many days hence, and the Christ will emerge from the womb.
The glory that spans the Universe will find its home in one tiny life.
The love that gave birth to all life will itself be given birth,
     a home, a family made of flesh and blood.
The grace that called Israel out of bondage will rise up,
     at first, like a child at play under the quilt on her parents’ bed,
     then as a redwood from a sea of crabgrass or low-growing moss.
All Creation will turn and look and gasp in disbelief and hope.

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