Close the Path

O come, Thou Key of David, come,
And open wide our heavenly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

It’s been hard to write. Something inside feels heavy and tired.

I think it’s my heart.

Singing on worship team always offers an invitation to my heart to reflect and receive.

I was hoping for the big ice storm to hit early Sunday morning, calling everything off. It waited until after second service.

Deep in one of the many verses of O Come, O Come Emmanuel is the line Make safe the way that leads on high, and close the path to misery. That is where my heart landed. That is my longing.

As new paths open, I long for the path to misery to be closed.

I don’t know how much blogging will happen this season. There are lots of thoughts churning around in my head as countless tasks present to be completed.

Thank you, Dear Reader (or two), for your patience and grace. 

Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.