Advent-Waiting {a #poem}

shadows smudge on the wall
beside me, gray on red
as I look up, pensive,
pen in hand to write.
how to right this over indulgence,
too full of my own
bloated worry?
I’ve buried my prayers, fed one
saturated heart with cares
not meant to be carried.
fasting from the thoughts that also
fill my brain seems a lifeline
in this season where we’re
drowning in too much.
I shut the door, shutter the blinds
and feast on silence, making
space in my waiting for the
gift to arrive, though it tarry.
it occurs to me, that like
the Christ child’s birth,
answers may look far
different than I expect.
so I make room in the welcome
dark, waiting for the light,
which will surely dawn.

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One thought on “Advent-Waiting {a #poem}

  1. Such an inspiring book, your Living the Season Well! Have pulled it off the shelf, to review your suggestions once again. So appreciate your mantra: Start small; start now. No pressure! I’m thinking this year I will not bake cookies; I’ll let the granddaughters make a batch or two when they arrive. They love to bake, and it will give them something productive to do. We don’t need more than a couple of batches. Otherwise we’re just tempted to overindulge. One less thing on my to-do list, freeing up moments to spend in holy expectation-worship (and journaling perhaps)!

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