Tuesday, December 13 Into the Longest Hour by Madeleine L’Engle Read this poem and take some time to imagine the image that the poet paints with her words. It was a time like this, War & tumult of war, a horror in the air. Hungry yawned the abyss– and yet there came the star and the child most wonderfully there. It was time like this of fear & lust for power, license & greed and blight– and yet the Prince of bliss came into the darkest hour in quiet & silent light. And in a time like this how celebrate his birth when all things fall apart? Ah! wonderful it is with no room on the earth the stable is our heart. Text from "WinterSong: Christmas Readings by Madeleine L'Engle & Luci Shaw" Copyright © 1996, 2003 by Regent College Publishing, Vancouver, British Columbia.
