THOSE WHO DREAM
That’s the problem, isn’t it, that the Angel Gabriel departed from her!
It happens to us, too.
Our angel departs
Just when the deepest shadow of fear hovers over us.
Just when grief has shattered our hearts.
Just when our deep, deep life losses have left us disconsolate.
Our angel goes away.
Just at the moment of our most profound impoverishment,
Just at the moment when we know, beyond doubt,
That we will never dream again.
As for the dreams we long held hidden in our hearts . . .
Well, those dreams disappeared!
The dreams we held so closely are not in us anymore
Can not be dreamed anymore.
Suddenly, our angel left
And we were no longer those who dream.
Yet, we moved headlong into Mary’s story and Elizabeth’s;
Life growing in their wombs;
Holy Life growing in their wombs.
Both of them holding the dreams God gave them
Both dreaming into an unknown and unknowable journey
As women often do.
And on that journey, as we follow these two dreaming women, we see it!
The Star in the East!
The Bethlehem Star sparkling in night sky!
Our angel left us
But courage and hope still courses inside us.
We lift our gaze still and we see Bethlehem’s star
And the dark indigo sky sparkles
Manifested before us in human form!
The Word Made Flesh who would never leave us like our angel did.
We follow that holy star
Because we know what we hold deeply in our souls;
We know exactly who we are —
Those who dream!
We are those who dream!
Rev. Kathy Manis Findley, Advent 2020
In your sacred pauses during this Advent season, may you find peace, knowing all is calm. Listen to this music in your contemplative time.