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Advent, Day 8

I have a book of poems by Ann Weems called, Kneeling in Bethlehem. The first poem, "The Coming of God" is one of my favorites.  In fact, I have been known to use it for pretty much every committee, Bible study, staff meeting devotion or anything like that I'm asked to do in Advent.  If you've been on a committee or attended a Bible study that I taught, you've probably heard it.  But it's awesome, so here it is again.

The Coming of God

Our God is the One who comes to us
in a burning bush,
in an angel's song,
in a newborn child.
Our God is the One who cannot be found 
locked in the church,
not even in the sanctuary.
Our God will be where God will be
with no constraints,
no predictability.
Our God lives where our God lives,
and destruction has no power
and even death cannot stop 
the living.
Our God will be born where God will be born,
but there is no place to look for the One who comes to us.
When God is ready
God will come
even to a godforsaken place
like a stable in Bethlehem.
Watch...
for you know not when God comes.
Watch, that you might be found
whenever
wherever
God comes.

Peace,
Laurie

Posted by Laurie Weicher at 7:00 AM
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