Saturday, December 15, 2012

The Green-Eyed Dragon with the Thirteen Tails

Ever since I found out we were having a little boy, I was trying to remember this song from my performing days. It's truly a favorite.



The only question now is-- will I be the kind of mother who sings this song to her little boy??

Advent Poem

Adapted from Prayers, Poems and Songs by Huub Oosterhuis

At last night is ending;
the day is drawing near.

The people living in the night
will see the long-awaited light.
Rising in the darkness from afar,
it shines on them, the morning star.

The Son of man will come once more,
not as a child, obscure and poor;
only the Father knows the day,
all we must do is watch and pray.

Though sun and moon may cease to shine,
we who believe will know his sign:

This is when we will understand
his second coming is at hand.

In the winter when the tree seems dead,
we have to hope and look ahead
to the green branch that will appear
when summer and new life are near.

Exposed to every wind and storm,
deprived of beauty and of form,
but we who live in faith know well
that branch is called Emmanuel.

God with us is a living name,
God will not put our faith to shame,
if we are open to receive
the Son in whom we all believe.

At last night is ending, 
the day is drawing near. 


Published in The New Handbook of the Christian Year

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Abounding in Monotony

"Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.""
-G. K. Chesterton