A Cradle for the Coming Christ

Even though my turkey is literally still thawing,  Christmas trees are out and Christmas songs are playing on the radio. Preemptive holiday season has begun.

In an effort to preempt the preemptive, I have been reading some of my favorite Nativity poems. Beat that Costco, I have one up on you this year.

Seriously though, I am already having to fight hard core against the commercial and consumeristic strains in my own heart that tell me I have to find the best gifts and make the best memories in order to tap into the “magic of the holiday season.”


As we are awaiting Advent’s advent, writing and reading poetry helps me to fight the tide of consumerism and to create a cradle for the coming Christ.

Incarnate Homily

A tear in time
A hope sublime.
Celestial anomaly.

A trinity drained.
A virgin strained.

Incarnate homily.

A babe in a cave.
A lost race to save.
Desperate humanity.

An obscure life.
A death of strife.
Miraculous vitality.

A new hope for man.
A salvific plan.
Glorious insanity.

A second coming.
A city stunning.
Joyful hilarity.

Not everyone is wired like me; in fact, it seems very few people enjoy Russian poetry.  But for every Christian, Advent bids us fashion spaces and places to receive Christ, to prepare room for Him in the midst of the shopping and singing and egg-nog sipping.  What helps you create a cradle for the coming Christ?

Stay tuned for more Advent poems and devotions; more importantly, stay tuned for the Coming Christ, the living and blessed hope of humanity, our hearts and our homes.

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