What Is Conceived

 

There's something happening here

What it is aint exactly clear

 

 

It lies

Not dormant

Not sleeping

But waiting

Tucked away

Within the folds of her

Growing exponentially

Cells dividing,

Mass expanding

The latent energy

no longer lazing

released and fizzing

reaching, racing

First it will fill her

And for an encore,

It will fill her life

He that filled all

Is undetectable

Invisible

Imperceptible

It is the end inevitable

And it is the beginning

And it is here

And yet it is not yet

A new thing

A no-can-do thing

Done and doing

Without your knowing

 

 

 

There's something happening here

What it is aint exactly clear

This thing should not fill you with fear

You should not fear to feel failure

Nor decline to draw near

Though it is unsettling in the extreme

Though it does not fit in with your schemes

Though it upsets your tray of fresh tarts

Though you had no half baked plans for a fresh start

 

Though you are tempted to recoil in reticence

 

You may, in your dismay, miss the magnificence

 

 

The gold in the gutter

 

The baby in the manger

 

The eye of the angel,

 

In the face of the stranger

 

The doorway in the darkness

 

That opens your world

 

The portal to paradise

 

As true life is unfurled

 

 

There's something happening here

 

 

But

 

All of this

 

You could simply miss

 

If you write it off the list

 

If you just dismiss

 

 

And Joseph, on the night the angel came,

 

Went to bed, In a world of pain,

 

He pulled over the covers,

 

And closed off the world

 

Of unwed teenage Mothers

 

And imaginations of her 'other lovers'

 

The life he'd longed for; up in smoke

 

The taste of hope that had made him choke

 

And tried to shut out those bitter, painful themes

 

By burying his head in sleep and dreams

 

 

 

 

There's something happening here

What it is aint exactly clear

 

 

And in dream's depths amidst these things he feared

 

An Angel of the Lord appeared

 

Joseph, Joseph, David's son

 

Do not be afraid of what God's begun,

 

Yes this thing is not from you,

 

But what she tells you is still true

 

Joseph I know you will struggle to hear it

 

But what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit

 

The son she bears, will bear the Name

 

Jesus, the one who came

 

To save his people from their sins

 

So don't be scared to take them in

 

 

There's something happening here

And what it is becoming clear

 

 

 

And you, you may not perceive what is going on,

 

But it could be something God's begun,

This thing should not fill you with fear

You should not fear to feel failure

Nor decline to draw near

Though it is unsettling in the extreme

Though it does not fit in with your schemes

Though it upsets your tray of fresh tarts

Though you had no half baked plans for a fresh start

 

Though you are tempted to recoil in reticence

 

You may, in your dismay, miss the magnificence

 

Who too lay in a cradle once,

 

Jesus, come to reclaim our innocence,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, “Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus because he will save his people from their sins.~ Matt 1:20-21