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Sunday, December 24, 2006


'as sarah waited - 90 years for a son to fulfil God's promise...
we wait in hope for what we though had been spoken to us.

as moses waited - 40 years in the deserts...
we wait for emptiness and humility.

as the prophets waitied - 1000 years of salvation promises...
we wait for signs of presence.

as mary waited - 9 months of her 14 years for the child of God...
we fell the birth-pains, yet fear for the child.

as johh the baptist waited - scanning the crowds for knowing eyes...
we long for an experience of the divine.

as christ waited - 30 years of creeping time,
40 days in the throes of temptation,
3 years in the midst of misunderstandings,
3 days in the depths of hell...

so now, we wait.
our turn to toil on the levelling mountains and staightening paths.
our turn to watch time's horizon.
our turn to hope that he who promised is faithful, and will return.'

right now the world waits...
with breath drawn in, held tight.
waiting on santa...waiting on the symbolic birth of a little boy.
we wait.
many stay awake...stomachs tied in knots of expectation.
some sleep to pass the time. the morning...there will be joy.
...for some.

others still wait...
for food
for shelter
for warmth.
for healing
for forgiveness
for wholeness.
for justice
for peace
for solitude.
for life
for death
for love.
i am waiting.
i am wanting to wait at least...
hoping that i can stand it,
hoping i can hold out,
hoping that i am not left empty-handed.

i am waiting on the movement of God...
and my patience runs thin.
like a healing wound,
i cannot keep my hands away.
it would heal if only i could let it alone...
but i am impatient.
i am unable to let time take it's course
and healing to happen.
the wound remains
healing is denied.
and so hopefully maturity comes...
that i can learn to wait.
it's a discipline i'd like to learn,
and maybe one day...
perhaps not wrapped up with a shiny bow
but appearing nonetheless...
change will happen.


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