Pastoral Message

Dear Flock:

I was curled up in her comfy chair last week when my old co-worker, Susan, asked, “Would you like to see my poetry file?”  Not the usual question. “Sure,” I answered.  In it I found this poem for you.  

First Coming
By:  Madeline L’Engle

God did not wait till the world was ready,
Till…nations were at peace.
God came when the Heavens were unsteady,
And prisoners cried out for release.

God did not wait for the perfect time.
God came when the need was deep and great.
God dined with sinners in all their grim,
Turned water into wine.  God did not wait

Till hearts were pure.  In joy God came
To a tarnished world of sin and doubt.
To a world like ours, of anguished shame
God came, and God’s Light would not go out.

God came into 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,
God came with Love:  Rejoice!  Rejoice!

            Love ya,
            Pastor Dan