Christmas is a time of great joy, but not because we ignore the hard and hurtful things. Christmas is a time of great joy because God has not left us in this on our own; he has joined us that he might heal us. Thanks to The Advent Project for drawing our attention to this wonderful poem, reproduced below as well.
Also, totally not on the topic of Christmas, but rather a snapshot into daily life here, take a quick squiz at one of our favourite blogs, Djibouti Jones, where this week I’ve been writing about my evening walks around our neighborhood.
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!
Tamie Davis is an Aussie living in Tanzania, writing at meetjesusatuni.com.