waiting room

A poem for Advent 2011

This was written for an Advent service at Trent Vineyard church in Nottingham

 

A blinding flash of light

A cacophony of eruptions, reactions, formations, creations

Day and night, sky and sea, land and plant, sun and moon

Fish and bird, animal and …

And.

A pause.

Creation groans in eager anticipation.

Waiting for the sons and daughters to be revealed.

“Not yet”, the great expanse whispers.

God says… “wait”.

Life holds its breath. For tens, hundreds, thousands, millions, and billions of years.

Waiting, waiting, waiting.

 

And God? God is in the waiting.

Faithful to his promise.

Unto earth the man is born.

 

One called Abram

Called by God

To leave

A country, a people

And journey into a promise; a new land.

“I will make you a great nation”

Says the Lord. To this man:

Seventy-five, without child. There is laughter.

 

But God leads him by the hand

Into the darkness of his desert night

And says: “look up”

“See my stars and count them if you can

Abundant, extravagant, a scattered magnitude of my glory.

Such shall be your offspring.”

 

A seed is sown, hope conceived. And yet

The years they pass and pass and pass.

A pregnant pause, without a pregnancy.

Waiting, waiting, waiting.

 

And God? God is in the waiting

Faithful to his promise

Unto them the child is born. There is laughter.

And Isaac is his name.

 

But Isaac shall not see the land of promise

And nor his son to follow.

Nor his, nor his, nor his.

God’s word grows feint

A chosen people, favoured by God?

Enslaved, oppressed, lives bitter with hard labour.

Where is God? Where is God?

 

Four centuries of excruciating silence.

[long pause]

Waiting, waiting, waiting.

[long pause]

 

But God? God is in the waiting.

Faithful to his promise.

Unto them a prophet is born.

 

Moses, called, reluctantly obeys.

“Let the people go”

The message to the Pharaoh

Hearts are hardened, God’s hand stretched out.

Blood, frogs, gnats, flies, livestock, boils, hail, locusts, darkness.

And death.

The passing over, the blood of the lamb

Exodus, freedom, escape.

The parting of the waters

And then? Forty years they wander, forty years they wonder, forty years they wait.

 

[long pause]

Waiting, waiting, waiting.

[long pause]

 

And God? God is in the waiting.

Faithful to his promise.

Unto them a land is given.

 

Ebb and flow, sow and harvest

Obedience and rebellion

Faith and doubt

Stiff necked and chosen

Judges and Kings

United then divided

North and south

Conquest, destruction, exile, lament.

 

How long O Lord?

How long?

When will the Messiah come?

When will death be swallowed forever?

When will Israel be restored?

When will the knowledge of God fill the world?

When will the barren land be abundant and fruitful?

When will evil and tyranny stand no more?

 

Waiting, waiting, waiting

[long pause]

Four centuries of excruciating silence.

[long pause]

Waiting, waiting, waiting

[long pause]

 

And God? God is in the waiting.

Faithful to his promise.

Unto us a child is born.


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