Revolution Is In The Air: A Poem For Advent

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The world is in its slumber.
The darkness is all around us.
It’s now that You draw near.

There’s a revolution in the air.

The world spins and it spins and it spins and it spins.
And days turn into nights and nights turn into days.
We never try, we never move beyond the routine of life and the way things are.
And yet, You draw near.

There’s a revolution in the air.

How can we deny the homeless?
How much longer must they call our alleys their homes?
Kicking and scratching. Clawing and grabbing.
For a taste of food on an empty stomach.
Still, You draw near.

There’s a revolution in the air.

We confess that we’ve been silent when You’ve taught us how to speak.
Wars have been waged.
Bombs have been dropped.
Our hands are covered in the blood of the innocent.
You draw near, Prince of Peace.

There’s a revolution in the air.

Fathers and mothers assault their children.
Fathers and mothers abandon their children.
Husbands assault their wives.
Wives assault their husbands.
My silence in the face of these transgressions is becoming deafening.
I can barely hear You say that You’re drawing near.

There’s a revolution in the air.

Guns, they keep on piling.
We claim the banner of defense.
An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. A sword for a sword.
Yes, my Lord, like the disciples we have become the transgressors.
And yet, You draw near.
There’s a revolution in the air.

We worship a broken government.
We have become content with the system.
With pride we vote for candidates who say they will solve our every need.
Content to be in the hands of corporations who smother us with their greed.
We know our leaders fail us.
So we bring in someone else to take their place.
Instead of turning to the Lord, our God.
My Lord, draw near.

There’s a revolution in the air.

We know our next door neighbors.
We ignore our neighbors abroad.
We say we’re the land of opportunity.
But that’s only true for some.
Our Father, we are refugees longing for the shores.
The shores of Your Kingdom. The shores of Your home.
Our Mother, we have failed You as other refugees come to us longing for the same shore.
Exchanging Your Grace for walls. Exchanging Your Love for hate.
It is in this that Your draw near.

There’s a revolution in the air.

We confess that we’ve transgressed against one another in our silence.
The widow, the minority, the orphan, the oppressed, the innocent, the broken, the poor, and the abused.
The numbers steadily crime and now there’s no excuse.

Light the torch in our souls once more.
Make us hungry for justice, hungry for love, and hungry for life.
Burn the hate in us to ashes.
Burn our lust for killing to the ground.
Set within us a new focus.
Guide us.
Guide us.
Guide us.

Lead us.
Lead us.
Lead us.

Mend us.
Mend us.
Mend us.

Heal us.
Heal us.
Heal us.

It’s here on this winter night, a torch is lit in the distance.
Inviting us to come. Inviting us to join in the work of the Kingdom.
Inviting us to leave the familiar lands and places we know.
Inviting us to enter into the unfamiliar.
Inviting us to challenge the systems and powers that oppress.
Inviting us to break down the walls of division.

Yes, Lord, Your torch is burning, bringing the night to day.
Inviting us to love.
Inviting us to share what we have.
Inviting us to take care of the poor, the outcast, and the oppressed.
Inviting us into Your Kingdom.
Inviting us to clothe one another in community.
Inviting us to stop senseless killing.
Inviting us to put down our guns.

A new dawn has come!
A new dawn has come!
And our eyes have been lit ablaze and baptized to see the work that needs to be done.
And the torch it burns and burns.
The darkness cannot overcome.
No!
The darkness cannot overcome the torch.
We can see it now.
We can see the darkness retreating.
We can see the darkness hiding in the corner of our cities.
We can see the darkness cowering in the alleys of our streets.
We can see it.
You’ve come near.

Place in our hands a torch of Light.
Place in our hands a torch of Truth.
Place in our hands a torch of Justice.

Give us a new song to sing.
O Emmanuel, You are indeed with us.
O Emmanuel, You are never far.
O Emmanuel, we thirst for complete redemption.
O Emmanuel, we long for open hearts.

This day give us the strength to stand in defiance of the way things are.
Give us the courage to stand as advocates for those with no voice.
Give us the words to say, the cloak to carry, the purse to share.

Yes, Emmanuel we hear Your whispers in this darkness.
We see You weeping over what we have done.
Our actions become the lashes on Your body.
And yet, You come near.

We hear You calling in the wailing child.
We see You pleading in the eyes of the oppressed.
We see Your invitation in the tears of the widow.
We feel Your presence in our grief and lament.

You bring the revolution.
The trumpets sound through the air and the mountains quake.
The rivers rise and the buildings shake.
Angels are singing.
The sun is rising.
The veil of our lies is torn.
How can we be silent?
How can we be silent?
How can we be silent?

We’ll be silent no more.

The revolution has begun.

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charlestinsley

My name is Charlie Tinsley and I blog about The Bible. In particular, I post my thoughts, commentaries, and Bible Study teachings I have done. I hold a Bachelors Degree in Science in Religion Summa Cum Laude with a Biblical Studies Minor. I am currently studying for a Masters In Divinity at Eastern Mennonite Seminary with PhD ambitions in the study of Theology. I am married and have been for several years and I currently reside in Virginia.

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