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Advent Poetry: Intervention (#6)


(First Sunday of Advent)

God has intervened,
Penetrated history,
In a most unseemly way;
Womb, blood, dirt, the poor-
The first coming of our Lord,
Unexpected – shattered doors
Of man’s hypocrisy.

Shepherds, who are they?
Simple laborers, unprepared,
In touch with sky and earth-
Chosen Messengers of The Birth!

Second Advent, becoming clear,
No manger, no songs of cheer;
God will once again appear,
As Christ, Redeemer-Judge,
Dressed in brilliance, Kingly gear;
Will we be shepherds in whitened fields, singing:
“Look up; Your Redeemer is now near”?

How needed is your shepherd’s voice
To guide the lost one home;
Will that be your choice
As you spend Advent hours alone
With The Christ?

copyright 12/03/2017, by Ruth Tuttle Conard

Luke 2:8-20
Luke 21:25-28

“When they [the shepherds] saw this, they made known what had been told them about this child; and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds told them.” Luke 2:17,18.

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