Advent Promises



He will come,

He will come.

I can trust that He will come.
For He comes even on a  frosty whisper,
Lighting the darkness with pinpoints of hope
Just as the stars appear each dark night.
He will come,
Inspite of myself.
His arrival does not depend on my preparations.
Only that I wait expectantly in the dark.

In the silence 

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