Day 19: Ponder
Editor’s Note: On this nineteenth day of our Advent blog series “Hidden Joys,” Brigid Prosser, director of Catholic Charities Volunteer Medical Clinic, shares a poem she wrote that ponders the incarnation of Christ.
By contemplating the Incarnation
The mystery of God’s humility
In His unfolding of salvation.
The Messiah had been awaited
Expected with scepter and crown
But the meek and humble Savior
Came to turn the world upside down.
The Creator relied on His creature
To consent to His saving plan
Without the young girl’s fiat
The All-Powerful wouldn’t become man.
And so the Word became flesh
And the Word in silence grew
The Light of the World increased in darkness
So hidden, almost no one knew.
The virgin gave birth to a Son
Of Whom God was the Father
And He who feeds the world with Himself
Took His nourishment from His mother.
He took on our human nature
The Strength of God became weak
The Prime mover couldn’t crawl
And the Word of God couldn’t speak.
Who would have thought more of Him
A poor and helpless child
Born in a cave amidst cattle
And in rags His cold body swaddled.
Yet this was the Divine Messiah
Administered by the angels on high
He was God’s only begotten Son
Who was born that He might die.
So hold these things in your heart
And constantly the flame renew
That you become a living incarnation
This is my Christmas prayer for you.