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The Bonding

The Bonding December 2, 2021

THE BONDING

A cold and listless season,

And full of cheerless cheer,

When hopes are raised and dashed again

And joy dissolves in tears.

 

The search for endless family

The search for one true Friend

Leaves questers tired, disconsolate

With questions without end.

 

Best find some potent pleasure quick

Some superficial thrill

Than search for everlasting love

When none can fill that bill.

 

So hide yourselves in shopping

And eating ‘til you burst,

Use endless entertainment

As shelter from the worst.

 

And hope at least for truce on earth,

Though warlords rattle swords

As if to kill could solve our ills

We seize our ‘just’ rewards.

 

Mistake some rest for lasting peace

And calm for ‘all is well’

And absence of activity

As year end’s victory bell.

 

But what if Advent is no quest

Despite the wise men’s star

What if Advent isn’t reached

By driving from afar?

 

What if Good News comes to us

From well beyond our reach?

What if love and peace on earth

Are more than things we preach?

 

What if a restless peace

Is what He did intend

Until we open up our lives

And let the stranger in?

 

What if a peaceless rest

Is not the Christmas hope

What if nothing we could do

Helps us truly cope?

 

What if there is a bonding

With one who rules above

Who came to us in beggar’s rags

And brought the gift of love?

 

The God shaped hole in every heart

Is healed by just one source

When Jesus comes to claim his own

Who are without recourse.

 

So give up endless seeking

Surrender is required

The one who is the Lord of all

Cannot be bought or hired,

 

He’s not conjured into life

By pomp and circumstance

By Yuletide carols boldly sung

By fun or drunken trance.

 

He comes unbidden, unawares

Fills crevices of souls

He comes on his own timely terms

And makes the sinner whole.

 

‘We shall be restless’ said the saint

‘Until we rest in thee’

And find that we have been reborn,

Our own nativity.

 

How silently, how silently

The precious truth is given

And God imparts to human hearts

The blessings of his heaven.

BW3

 


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