Poem of the Week: “A Christmas Prayer” – Ian Oliver

birth-466140_640On that holy night,
Somehow
It happened.

Somehow,
God took a handful of humanity:
Proud, petulant, passionate;
And a handful of divinity:
Undivided, inexpressible, incomprehensible:
And enclosed them in one small body.

Somehow, the all too human
Touched the divine.
And was not vaporized.

To be human was never the same,
But forever thereafter,
Carried a hint of its close encounter with the perfect.
and forever thereafter,
God was never the same,
But carried a hint of the passion of the mortal.

If God can lie down in a cattle-trough,
is any object safe from transformation?
If peasant girls can be mothers to God,
Is any life safe from the invasion of the eternal?

If all this could happen, O God,
What places of darkness on our earth
are pregnant with light waiting to be born this night?

If all this could happen, O God,
Then you could be, and are, anywhere, everywhere,
Waiting to be born this night in the most
unbelievable places,
Perhaps even in our own hearts. Amen.

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  • Jocelyn Pitt
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    Thank you, Alison. I found this very thought provoking & profound. Would you mind if I quoted it in a sermon sometime? It would be good to be able to copy it & file it under my “Sermon suggestions”.

    Jocelyn Pitt (Revd), Holy Spirit, Coolum

  • Alison
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    Hi Jocelyn

    Please go ahead. It’s a wonderful poem – we’d be glad for you to share it around.

    Warm regards,
    Alison, on behalf of St Mark’s at Buderim

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