Wanting. Waiting.

We say we want peace.
Yet we stockpile weapons,
Guns. bullets.
We build walls and harbor hate.
Suspicions and thirst for power rob peace.

We say we want joy.
Yet we resist forgiveness
Close our hearts
Wallow in self-pity
Hold onto old hurts.
We are full up with no room for joy.

We say we want hope.
Yet trust is hard to come by
Doubt and conspiracy are easy
Questions and truth complicate
We want easy and simple
Hope seems illusive when life gets hard.

We say we want love
Yet we are fearful and afraid
Isolation of the heart looms large
We are protective, locked in, closed up
Where will love enter if vulnerability is lost?

Four candles shine light on expectations.
Christ come. We wait for you. Only you can save us.

“O Come, O Come Emmanuel and ransom captive Israel, that mourns in lonely exile here until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.”

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