Wednesday Riff: The Voice Cries Out

The voice cries out,
The voice of one calling in the wilderness:
‘Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.’

Though our preparation may be small,
Our steps faltering and hesitant,
The path we follow rocky and winding.
Though we may not look impressive,
To ourselves or others.

The voice cries out, in whispers, smiles and sighs,
Calling in the streets and the shops,
In our houses and homes,
In our churches and cathedrals
In our parks, cinemas and stadiums.

‘Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.’

Inviting us to take time, pause, reflect,
To reconsider and see things a little more clearly,
Opening our eyes and softening our hearts,
Becoming aware of the ever-present God.

In the busyness and the pressure,
In the laziness and the leisure,
In the work, rest and play,
In the dark of night and the light of day,

The voice cries out, in whispers, smiles and sighs,
‘Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.’

Whether we’re peaceful, fearful or stressed,
Motivated, meandering or muddled,
Doing well, or losing our way,
Doubting, believing, questioning or convicted,

The voice cries out, in whispers, smiles and sighs,
For you and I, for them and us,
For the lonely and the popular,
For the young and the old,
For the well-off and the struggling.

The voice cries out,
The voice of one calling in the wilderness:
‘Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.’

(Luke 3 v 4)

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