Romanian Grace

The dragon sits by the side of the road, watching those who pass. Beware lest he devour you. We go to the Father of Souls, but it is necessary to pass by the dragon. -- St. Cyril of Jerusalem

11 December, 2007

Thine advent here VIII

Well.  Here's another from the excellent book of poetry, A Widening Light: Poems of the Incarnation.  I really hope some of you will go out and buy this book.  It is full of treasures.  None of your Hallmark card Christian poetry.  I like this one, and I have been thinking lately about the third stanza, even pondering whether or not it is true.  Were there times when Christ submitted to his sinful parents' will even when he knew what was best?  Surely there were times when, like all parents, they did the best they could with the knowledge they had and still got him into something that wound up hurting him.  Or they protected him from something that it would have been better for him to endure.  Maybe Christ grew in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and man in spite of his parents at times.  That's probably as good news for parents as it is for children.  If anyone has any thoughts to share... you know what to do (or maybe you don't: you can make comments by clicking on the the thing that says "comments" right below the entry). Anyway, here it is.

Away in a manger

"The little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes."
Bah Humbug.

True God made babe
bewails the warm womb lost;
hungry, screams and gropes for mother-milk.

True God made child
wants will his own;
in tears surrenders to another.

True God made man
weeps bitterly for friend death stole,
sobs silently at Simon's loud rejection.

True God made Christ
in blood-sweat groans
that cup be taken from him.

On cruel cross
with throat dry cries
asks why Good God has Son forsaken.


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