by Richard Hayes
One day, somewhere, our life began.
It grew more complex as we interacted
with the world, and it dawned on us:
I’m not alone. We’re all on this daily journey,
soaking up experience and, from time to time,
wondering ‘What is its meaning?’
You, the unseen, the unknown, or should I say
the longed-for, sometimes You come and surprise us
on the way, especially when we’ve lost it.
You whisper ‘I made you in My image’ and
immediately the challenge of the adventure grows.
What is that image? No quick answers here!
We can but stride on, noticing and feeling what
warms our heart, delights us, what dismays.
Maybe, amidst the Christmas forest of trees and
lights and feasting and giving in a world of fake news
and angry tweets and thuggery
of riot police and wars and…and…
the Infant in a stable whispers to the longing heart
‘You are searching for meaning on a ravaged planet
where much is dark. I came to walk with you to
give you light. I am the way…and truth…and life.
That whisper within makes the best Christmas ever.
May no lockdown or tiering frustrate our endeavour
to continue the journey though stride turns to plod –
for the meaning is LOVE and the goal we call GOD.