First Coming

It’s December 1st and already you can feel the hustle and bustle of the Christmas season upon us. It’s times like this where we need a moment to pause and catch our breath. I pray this beautiful poem by Madeleine L'Engle might remind us all that Christ is the reason for the season!

First Coming 

Madeleine L'Engle

He did not wait till the world was ready,
till men and nations were at peace.
He came when the Heavens were unsteady,
and prisoners cried out for release.

He did not wait for the perfect time.
He came when the need was deep and great.
He dined with sinners in all their grime,
turned water into wine. He did not wait

till hearts were pure. In joy he came
to a tarnished world of sin and doubt.
To a world like ours, of anguished shame
he came, and his Light would not go out.

He came to a world which did not mesh,
to heal its tangles, shield its scorn.
In the mystery of the Word made Flesh
the Maker of the stars was born.

We cannot wait till the world is sane
to raise our songs with joyful voice,
for to share our grief, to touch our pain,
He came with Love: Rejoice! Rejoice!

Remember that the “Maker of the stars was born!” What a beautiful reason for our Christmas season to be shaped by rejoicing in the good news of Jesus!

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