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Advent, Day 26

Merry Christmas Eve!  Thank you for journeying with me this advent.  Here is one last poem to send you into the Silent Night to sing with the heavenly angels, Joy to the World, The Lord is Come!

The Risk of Birth, Christmas, 1973
This is no time for a child to be born,
With the earth betrayed by war & hate
And a comet slashing the sky to warn

That time runs out & the sun burns late.
That was no time for a child to be born,
In a land in the crushing grip of Rome;
Honour & truth were trampled by scorn–

Yet here did the Saviour make his home.
When is the time for love to be born?
The inn is full on the planet earth,
And by a comet the sky is torn–
Yet Love still takes the risk of birth.

I love that last part, "Love still takes the risk of birth."  Into the broken and bruised world, out of overwhelming love, God came to be with us as Jesus.  In this almost unbelievable way, God poured out God's love for us so that we may know forever that Love is stronger than hate, stronger than fear.  God is always about love.  

May God's love surround you this night and in many nights to come!
Laurie

Posted by Laurie Weicher at 7:00 AM
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