Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Advent 4

Some of us walk into Advent
tethered to our unresolved yesterdays
the pain still stabbing
the hurt still throbbing.
It's not that we don't know better;
it's just that we can't stand up anymore by ourselves.
On the way to Bethlehem,
will you give us a hand?

~ Ann Weems

1 comment:

Songbird said...

(Love her poems.)