Advent Wreath

We started a new tradition
tonight, after the service,
on our table, the table where we
sit as a family and say grace,
where we share meals
now where we share the stories
of hope, of faith, of joy, of peace
of the Christ child, the one who
saved us, who came to this world
and found a way, to sacrifice all
so we could be joined with him
A handmade wreath of greens,
of gold, of silver poinsettias,
of stemmed candle holders
and simple votives
in a growing spiral,
Words of Jeremiah, of Psalms
of Luke, all seamlessly
capturing their hope
and ours, in the God
of our ancestors,
the Christ of our saving grace
and his coming again

December 3, 2006 21:28

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