Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you. Longest night. Darkness falls like snow, falls and falls, deepening.
Older than the universe, here before it, and will be after.
Wraps an arm around us as if we're old friends. We are.
Darkness lives in us, radiates from us. We speak it.
Darkness is the velvet cloth where you cherish the gem of your presence among us,
darkness the womb, darkness the manger that cradles your light,
this holy being that becomes us, births us.
In the darkness you do not come to us, we come from you.
Because you are with and not apart, even the darkness is you.
Because you shine in it the dark is our dark, none of it unchanged.
Your being our light, your hereness our life, shining in the longest night.
____________________ To my friends in the Global South:
As you enter summer take heart: the darkness, the womb in which life grows, never deserts you, but even now is returning for you.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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