Hope in the Dark - Emmanuel

For nine, long months,

Hope grew in the dark.

A single cell,

Dividing and multiplying,

Until the womb that held Him,

Could not contain Him.

The young girl howls.

The young man paces.

A baby cries.

Hope has arrived.

After four centuries of longing for light,

A child gasps his first breaths

In the dark.

Maybe that's where hope always begins.

The Light of the World starts as a flicker,

Casting a tiny, dancing shadow 

Into our aching hearts.

We cup our hands around this tender flame,

Touch our burning wick to unlit ones.

Until hope spreads like fire

And the whole wide world is ablaze.

A piece of music for your week.

May you carry light and hope with you this Christmas.