Christmas Poetry: How it Ends

We are stories within a story.
Narratives within the larger Word.
Even while we question meaning or reason,
we have comfort in knowing how it ends.

More than players on a stage
we have our own self-determination.
We are safe to make decisions and choices
within the provision of an all-encompassing plan.

Advent reminds us of the eternal story
in which life and death take turns
in entering from the wings.
And nothing in this world is ever final

while His Word has the enduring say.

We are stories within a story.
Narratives within the larger Word.
Even while we wonder at the purpose of our griefs
with relief we keep our trust in joy’s return.

For Advent teaches us the story within the story.
The larger volume and the smallest detail contained.
Held together in His great unfolding scroll
by hands that reach from beginning to end.

Advent recalls to us the gift of waiting.
The treasure held close to Mary’s breast.
The heart already leaps for what isn’t yet,
this comfort is knowing how it ends.

The hope in which we, waiting,
place our faith.
The trust in what we know
has been conceived.

Ana Lisa de Jong
December 2018


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