In a Vase on Monday Advent 2

"There is a yearning in hearts weighed down by ancient grief and centuries of sorrow."

There were a few things blooming in the garden but the dying of the light, the blustery weather, and nearly constant cloudiness (you could call the weather 50 shades of gray) makes the garden feel bleak, especially since I only see it on weekends at this time of year.  More shootings in the news make my heart feel the same way so I went searching for darkness.

"There is a yearning in hearts that in the darkness hide

and in the shades of death abide,

a yearning for tomorrow."

Even in the darkness is light, in the desolate, hope.  Evergreen foliage mixes with spent seed heads and rotting rose hips containing seeds of hope.  

"There is a yearning, a yearning for the promised One, the First-born of creation.

Emmanuel, Emmanuel, within our hearts, the yearning."

"There is a yearning that fills the hearts of those who wait the day of His appearing.

There is a yearning when all our sorrows are erased

And we shall see the One who placed within our hearts the yearning. 

Emmanuel, Emmanuel, within our hearts, the yearning."

-Susan Bentall Boersma

 For the full poem and the choral piece with music by Craig Courtney, look here: