alleluia
advent this year feels
more like a season of
endurance than expectation
as though ‘we made it’
might be a legitimate
translation of alleluia
in these days of distance
the road to the manger
seems in desperate need of
repair who could believe
that Christ could be born
on a night like this
the hopes and fears of all
the years are met once
more by God in proximity
neither violence nor virus
distance disease or despair
can stop the birth of Love
the child will be born
and life will go on
one day after another
we do well to gather
each night and pray
we made it alleluia
Peace,
Milton
Went to a megachurch Christmas extravaganza today (family obligation; I’ve seen this type show there before & it… just doesn’t move me). Now we’re home & missing those we’ve lost or who’re visiting elsewhere. Feels like we’ve been just trying to cross a finish line in ways, yep.
Not a Christmas song specifically. But it breaks me all the way open every time, the buildup, the music in that last section… I’ll take that feeling where I can find it, gladly:
Furthermore, check this one out, too: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-U3wo9sDnQ
Merry Christmas, dear friend. Sending love. Feeling this too, “the hopes and fears of all the years are met once more by God in proximity.”