Yesterday, we joined with churches across Scotland in singing the Advent hymn, 'When out of poverty is born' and, at the request of Chistian Aid Scotland, posting it to social media and other online platforms. The aim is to keep the very real issue of poverty in people's awareness.
We did a sound only recording, and added the above photo (yes we did have a dog!)
I've had problems uploading the audio to social media, so I've posted it here and will link this blog post (if you click on the 'podcast' button below it should play, albeit in a new window!
On Tuesday evening I was reminded of this wonderful poem, and spent my reflection/prayer time with it...
Advent Calendar
He will come like last leaf's fall. One night when the November wind has flayed the trees to the bone, and earth wakes choking on the mould, the soft shroud's folding.
He will come like frost. One morning when the shrinking earth opens on mist, to find itself arrested in the net of alien, sword-set beauty.
He will come like dark. One evening when the bursting red December sun draws up the sheet and penny-masks its eye to yield the star-snowed fields of sky.
He will come, will come, will come like crying in the night, like blood, like breaking, as the earth writhes to toss him free. He will come like child.
Isn't this fun! I saw it yesterday when I had to pop over to Paisley for a meeting.
Two pensioners were looking at it, observing how the reindeer each have their own stride. Two young adults were chatting to the security man guarding it. Smiles rose on faces as each new person passed by.
Composed of 'Lego' bricks this is a truly amazing - and fragile - creation. It's sad that it needs to be guarded, but it's wonderful that it brings joy to a somewhat depressed High St on a grey November day.
I guess there's a sermon in there somewhere.
PS I believe there's currently a penguin trail in Paisley, if anyone with small children wants an inexpensive day out!