"Advent is Waiting;" reposting from two years hence.

Celebrating Advent is a waiting.

Waiting, however, is a kind of art

the memory of which our most impatient age has forgotten...

For those things which are greatest,

most profound,

most gentle in the world,

we must wait:

trusting where the hand of the one who created is guiding;

seeing with eyes kept open of wonder and faith;

being consumed by a story that came years gone bye but continues still;

a new life found.

 But waiting is so very hard for us.

We expect all now.

 Nothing great happens in a rush,

but only according to the uncontrollable divine laws

of germination and growth and becoming.

2008; pictures and poem ~ Dgee,

inspired by the words of Dietrich Bonhoeffer