Christmas 2019

It’s Christmas
and the world and hearts turn inwards,
contracting into its own prisons,
screaming at the others outside.

Men rule boastful, puff chested, gloating,
while inside in darkness,
their child curls with pain.

You came too, in desperate times,
while men ruled screaming.
You came to a family in conflict, unsure,
who had to leap, part doubting,
to faith, to trust, to love.

In our small house our broken bits
crash and clash.
We deflate sadly,
and reach out to heal and love again.

But this is what you came for,
for this raging injustice,
for our dark pain.

You came to shine a light, to stir hope high,
to love outpouringly, endlessly,
to show that we can shine
through this brokenness too.