Scripture: Micah 4:1-5
In days to come
the mountain of the Lord’s house
shall be established as the highest of the mountains,
and shall be raised up above the hills.
Peoples shall stream to it,
and many nations shall come and say:
“Come, let us go up to the mountain of the Lord,
to the house of the God of Jacob;
that he may teach us his ways
and that we may walk in his paths.”
For out of Zion shall go forth instruction,
and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem.
He shall judge between many peoples,
and shall arbitrate between strong nations far away;
they shall beat their swords into plowshares,
and their spears into pruning hooks;
nation shall not lift up sword against nation,
neither shall they learn war any more;
but they shall all sit under their own vines and under their own fig trees,
and no one shall make them afraid;
for the mouth of the Lord of hosts has spoken.
For all the peoples walk,
each in the name of its god,
but we will walk in the name of the Lord our God
forever and ever.
Reflection – Waiting for You
“Waiting for You” From The Many’s album, “Love Greater Than Fear.”
“Waiting For You” is a song that was originally written to capture the paradox of the Advent season. It’s about this stuck-in-the-middle-waiting time, when we are meant to sit with the way things really are, in our world and in our lives, and hold them tenderly and gently with hope for how things are meant to be. It’s a time when we are called to remember that there is this beautiful world we all want to believe in and be living in, but there’s a terrible not-yet-ness about that world, and this is when we need to face that truth and re-commit ourselves to doing what it takes to get to a different kind of world. And in a world where “greed and guns rule everywhere,” we pray we can be a sign of hope and arms of love.
The earth cries out, nothing feels right.
The world cries out, no justice in sight.
Fires burning everywhere,
Too many, too hot, too bright.
We are waiting for you, we are waiting for that
Gloria in Excelsis Deo.
The child cries out, “don’t turn out the light.”
Broken hearts cry out, no end of hurt in sight.
Greed and guns rule everywhere,
Too many, too strong to fight.
Let us be a sign of hope, let us be your arms of love
Let us be the ones that say, “there is another way.”
We are waiting for you. You are waiting for us, too.
God of the streets
God of the streets,
of our own street,
of every street;
comforting us in the pain that living brings, celebrating with us our times of joy and exhilaration, confronting us in our confusion and in our certainty.
God of the streets, of our own street, of every street,
walk with us through this Advent time, in every street,
in every town. Amen
By James Curry