advenio

Silently, secretly, You broke into our world,
No trumpets, no fanfare,
Just scruffy shepherds and smelly straw,
Noisy animals, the clueless wise.
Was it what You'd expected?

Thirty plus years walking our dirt,
Babies slaughtered in Your honour,
Voices raised in Your defense,
Ears severed for Your sake.
Were we what You'd expected?

Still now, years and births after,
To peace, our hearts and wills no closer,
So though You came then to save and sacrifice,
Perhaps this was less a final answer,
Than a reminder of our still desperate need for rescue,
That to You, we'd not cease looking for.
Maybe You're more than all we'd expected?

Rev. 22: 17, 20

sč
Singapore, December 5th, 2007