“Let Every Heart Prepare Him Room”

Advent Devotional

December 3 -9, 2023

Scripture:  Luke 3:1-6

Thought/Verse of the Week:   As is written in the book of the words of Isaiah the prophet: “A voice of one calling in the desert,  Prepare the way for the Lord, make straight paths for him…”- Luke 3:4 (NIV)

One of the things that I love about living on Delaware Street is that I can walk to the Woodbury Public library, the Coffee Shop and the Post office. Years ago, in one of my walks to the Post office, I noticed that the lamps on Broad Street had been decorated with evergreen wreaths and red bows.  Looking at these festive lamps reminded me of Charles Dickens’ beloved classic, A Christmas Carol.  

As I strolled down Broad Street, I imagined Dickensian characters singing Christmas carols underneath one of the lamps – with white, powdery snow falling and laying on their woolen coats.  

While reflecting on these images and sounds, memories of Christmases past flashed through my mind.  One of them was of street children singing carols outside our front door at Jelimore Apartments, Iloilo City, Philippines.  It was the first Christmas Dave and I celebrated as a married couple.  In the cool December air, the carolers sang, “Joy to the World.” 

When they got to the chorus, we were surprised to hear these words, “Let there be one, let there be two…”  As they continued singing it became obvious that our young friends didn’t know the correct lyrics of the beloved Christmas hymn.   We had to point out to them that the words of the chorus really were, “Let every heart prepare him room…”  

As we continue our Advent journey, let us remember to prepare a room for Jesus in our hearts.  Let us set aside anything that will hinder us from being a gracious host to Jesus and all those that Jesus will send our way in this season of love, joy and peace.   (CRK)

The First Time

I remember the first time you touched me.

my mind …

my heart …

my body …

my mind was like a landscape that you explored with deliberate, tender steps

seeking to behold another soul, waiting to know if I were the one or should you move on.

my heart was like a garden, on which you sowed seeds of your vulnerable, truthful self – transparent and transcendent

breaking open to let the slender, fragile shoots of your beautiful soul

blossom into a fiery, enduring love that rages beyond finite time and space.

my body was like a canvas lavished by the brush strokes of your deep desire

to know me – the vibrant colors and rich textures of sweet communion with your beloved.

All these touchings are now just memories I cherish

and longing for them to come alive again

in my dreams

in my striving

to keep you ever present

with me,

long after I finally decide to scatter your ashes over the ocean that once separated us, but now

has become an ever flowing reminder

that our love goes on and on …

– Carla A. Romarate-Knipel

7.19.23

(copyright 2023)

an ever flowing reminder that our love goes on and on…

Grief can be a savage beast

Grief can be a savage beast
that can pounce at you
any time, tearing your heart into unrecognizable shreds…
and then there are times that it sits beside you like an old friend
quietly keeping you company,
while you wait as an unseen power
gently mends your heart
and pieces them together
one shred at a time.

By: Carla A. Romarate-Knipel (copyright 2023)

Bell Lake, Woodbury, NJ USA

photo by: Carla A. Romarate-Knipel

Love remains

By Carla Romarate-Knipel

Fiery tree ablaze –
red-orange leaves entrancing
my sorrowful eyes…

walking away, sad –
looking up the clear blue skies
longing to see you…

this beautiful day –
reaching out to embrace me
as I sit alone.

you are in the warmth
of the sun, shining brightly
on my tear-stained cheeks.

the cool, gentle breeze
touches my face, dries sadness –
leaving only love.