I have been asked to write a series of poems for our church’s Advent season. I thought I would share them here with my readers as well.
Today is the first Sunday of Advent, and the topic of our church service today is “Witnesses to His Promise”, and the two Bible characters being looked at are Zechariah (father of John the Baptist), and Mary (mother of Jesus). I have written 2 sonnets…one from the perspective of each of the above mentioned people.
I’m Zechariah of the Levite tribe
and I am proud to be a priest of God
While serving in the Holy Place – I can’t describe…
what happened there still leaves me over-awed
My wife Elizabeth and I are old
our child-bearing years were long since done
and yet an angel came to me – and told
that soon I’d be a father to a son!
There’s nothing beyond God’s ability,
but that my faith is weak there’s no dispute
in my great doubt I asked, “How can this be?”
and for my disbelief I was struck mute
Until the birth of John: my precious son
who came to lead us to God’s Holy One!
God’s messenger Gabriel visited
He called me favoured!…Said I’d bear God’s son!
I don’t know why I was so privileged
that God made me his special chosen one
Though of Judah’s tribe and King David’s line
I, Mary, am a peasant. Nobody!
and yet…I was chosen by the Divine?
to be the mother of Divinity?
I am betrothed, but still a virgin…so…
the angel’s words confused me. In wonder
I asked “How will this be?” Although
I somehow knew, YES! I’d be a mother!
Though all the earth’s too small to grant him room
The One who made me moves inside my womb!
that couplet clinches the advent perfectly