out for hope in a dreary world
trying to remember why
when all i see is what and how
i know that He came and that
is what i celebrate this season
advent: the arrival
and not just He came but He comes
bears our sorrows yet today
even more He will come
in the grey hours when i cry
all will be well
yet still i remember
the peculiar way He came
and comes
and will come
is not how or what i expect
but why He continually comes
never changes
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