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Nov 29th – First Sunday of Advent

Updated: Dec 1, 2020



There are different kinds of waiting.

There is the waiting for the fall

of the last leaf,

Heralding the stark cold of winter

With its onset of despair

That Spring may never come.


There is the waiting which feels

More an empty womb

of disappointed expectation:

Barren lost aspirations:

A waiting born of sad resignation

And tattered dreams.


But there is advent waiting:

A waiting where conception

May be unseen:

The formation of hope

Yet unsighted

But the reality more compelling

Than anything yet glimpsed.


Poem by Jeannie Kendall, reproduced with permission

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