How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know
My weakness I feel I must finally show…
It seems appropriate to begin Advent this way – listening to a song about vulnerability and the risk of a love that is so much more than just a tug on the heartstrings and dreamy eyes. Is this what God felt about humanity – about the good and beloved creatures made in the divine image? Is this why God felt the need to take on weakness – so that our souls might awaken to the hope that is planted deep within us?
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker
In 24 days, we meet our maker again – a frail, squalling infant, a beautiful, vulnerable child – dependent on our woozy eyes, our sometimes fickle hearts, our very human, very complicated lives to make hope a reality. Come, Fragile Hope-bearer! Come!
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
And where you invest your love, you invest your life