The God Who Waits

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Advent is a season of waiting:
for calendar chocolates, promised presents, Santa’s steps.
 
Advent is a season of longing:
for life, and light, and hope beyond this world. 
 
In Advent, we think we are the ones who are waiting. 
 
But I think of the annunciation,
in Leonardo Da Vinci’s Italian colours: 
 
Mary is surprised, her left hand curled into a question mark,
but it is Gabriel’s head that is bowed low,
The Archangel holding his breath for her answer. 
 
All heaven was waiting on a human word
before the Word would be made human. 
 
Before God became incarnate,
God waited for human assent. 
 
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God was in the waiting,
the liminal moment when heaven held its breath. 
 
I wonder about the waiting; 
As my body groans and yearns for an eternal home,
the pulling of my soul towards heaven;
Could it be that God is waiting for my words—
Could it be that God’s soul is pulling too? 
 
Tanya Marlow
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14 thoughts on “The God Who Waits

  1. This is achingly beautiful. The archangel holding his breath…I want to hold that image. Thank you for sharing your heart and your insight, this is a treasure to keep.

  2. I love the image that heavenly hosts are beings full of anticipation and participation….that we are not the only ones waiting. Thank you for making the Christmas story fuller! I appreciated reading this today.

    • I’m so glad that image resonated with you! I’m writing an Advent book, so I’ve been doing a lot of thinking recently on the Christmas story!

  3. Oh, Tanya, what insightful words! I wonder how often God patiently waits for us while we wrestle with decisions and put off sometimes what we know to do. May we learn to wait patiently whether the waiting is forced or caused by our own choices. Thank you, Tanya, for your beautiful poem.

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