For the First Sunday of Advent
Based on Isaiah 64: 1-9 and Mark 13: 24-37
Clouds boiling in the middle of the day,
a great light
emanating from the center.
Razors of lightening zigzag around and around the
There is an eerie stillness below us; the trees hold their
Birds and animals are still, focused on the horizon, hearts
It is time.
Hearts leap in anticipation of the trumpet
Terrifying in its intensity, it comes,
growing louder and louder --
echoes of a primal scream -- the cry of the martyr,
the victimized, the
oppressed, the suffering, the despairing.
Justice is coming to take back
the power from the Evil One.
All heads bow, some in submission and respect,
some in fear.
All bow in anticipation of the coming of the Mighty One, the
Knees quake and give way, faces fall to the ground.
Rev. Delana Taylor McNac is a member of the Cherokee Nation. She is an ordained
deacon appointed as a hospice chaplain and a member of the Haikey Chapel UMC in
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