Advent Grace

Advent Grace

And so the world in winter waits, latitude not withstanding…

Some wait at borders and in camps, uncertain of home or place;

some at bedsides, where time no longer has meaning.

Those for whom the night is too long, they wait for dawn to rise.

The animals in tufted hidey-holes wait for the re-waking of green,

and the trees slow their breathing, resting in the fallow earth

waiting for the warm flow that will again bear life and leaf and growth.

And the world is waiting…

is waiting for us…us gathered here.  

Gathered in relationship, gathered in faith, gathered to be nourished, 

by one another, and by the food we will share as we wait 

for the coming of the Star of Wonder,

the Child foretold, the One who will save.

The world waits for our hope 

to become acts of justice, mercy, compassion,

and love and love and love

so that winter may give way to spring

in the heart of our suffering world.

And the world may rise, refreshed and renewed, once again.

Amen.

-Kimberly M. King, RSCJ-