The God Who Comes
God always comes to be born anew in our hearts. 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, i n spite of myself; His arrival does not depend on my preparations. Only that I wait expectantly in the dark. If I open my inner stable door, He will come like a tiny child Silently slipping into the open spaces in my heart. continue reading