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The Desert Of November

Posted in LIFE IN CHRIST

Last updated on February 15, 2021

Geese going in the cool September sky,
Telling us November is coming
Colour covered hills in red and orange
Showing us November is coming
Leaves clinging to the bitter wind
Whispering to us, November is coming.

See the skeleton trees
Silent now under grey skies
November is here.
Noise and restlessness are gone.
Silent graves of widows and soldiers
Who knew Novembers
Receive our freeing prayers and hymns.

God dwells here, cloaking himself in silence
Waiting for us in our longing for him,
Drawing us into November’s austere beauty
Here, we are found and held
Love reaching for our thirsting hearts
Holding us intimately in November’s desert.

Here we can sing with joy
With strong voices in November:

The desert and the parched land will exult;
The steppe will rejoice and bloom.
They will bloom with abundant flowers,
And rejoice with joyful song…
They will see the glory of the Lord,
The splendour of our God.
Strengthen the hands that are feeble,
Make firm the knees that are weak,
Say to those whose hearts are frightened:
Be strong, fear not!
Here is your God he comes with vindication,
With Divine recompense
He comes to save you.

(Isaiah 35: 1-4)

Fall 2020 On Bennett Lake, Madawaska Valley