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Friday, January 10, 2025

Poem: “It Is Not Over,” by Ann Weems

 It is not over, 

this birthing. 

There are always newer skies 

into which 

God can throw stars. 

When we begin to think 

that we can predict the Advent of God, 

that we can box the Christ 

in a stable in Bethlehem, 

that’s just the time 

that God will be born 

in a place we can’t imagine and won’t believe. 

Those who wait for God 

watch with their hearts and not their eyes, 

listening 

always listening 

for angel words.

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