The Light was gone!
Vanished.
Life went with it,
What remained was but a shadow!

I could see the difference in her eyes,
once vibrant with light and life,
now clouded over with doubt and fear.

Fear,
What a strange and horrible feeling.
Dread,
Even of the One, we call “Abba.”

Intimacy shattered,
Glory departed,
A mere shell of who we were.

Naked,
No lasting cover,
He’s coming.
We hide.

Trembling,
Can’t control the shaking,
He calls.

Finally answering,
“Here I am.”
I hide.
I am undone.

The curse of our choice,
My choice,
The curse:
Unleashed!

Yet,
Hope is pronounced,
The Seed will crush the serpent.

He covers us with SKINs.
Redemption is predicted.
The Redeemer will come.
Our Kinsman.

In our Skin,
He will come.
In our Skin,
He will win!
Undoing what has been done.
Re-doing what was undone.

O Come, O Come Emmanuel!