Let us try to empty our minds of all the bustle of the day and all the busyness that surrounds us: our thoughts, our plans, our intentions, our fears and anxieties. Let us for a space let go, and focus on God: he who is the source of our being, creator of all that is: he, the one in whom we live and move and have our being.  And let us keep silence before the splendour of his glory.
 
For it is not by our efforts that we find God.
He is beyond all that we are.
 
Beyond our limits.
Beyond our thoughts.
Beyond our poverty.
Beyond our sin.
Beyond human history.
Beyond the barriers of life and death.
 

The tale is not of our search for God, but of his search for man.
For God is the God who comes.
He is always coming, and we, like Adam, hear his footsteps.
 
He came in the creation of light,
and he came yet more in Adam.
He came in Abraham,  but was to come more fully in Moses.
He came in Elijah, but was to come even more fully in Jesus.
The God who comes takes part in the course of human history.
In Jesus he takes part in human life.
Becoming as we are, sharing our humanity; sharing our sorrows, sharing our limitations.
He comes in the Holy Spirit, offering us his life:
the new life of Christ.
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven.
In each page of human history God has come, revealing himself as Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Offering to all people everywhere, of every age, his life, his freedom, his love, the glorious liberty of the children of God. From the grand sweep of creation to the tears of a little child, God comes.
 
         
God is always coming,
because he is life, a life that can never be shackled.
 
He is always coming, because he is light,
and light may not remain hidden.
 
He is always coming, because he is love,
and love needs to give of itself.
 
God has always been coming:
God is always coming.
He has come, and he has yet to come.
 
Open our eyes, our ears, our minds and our hearts:
that in the depths of our being we may know you,
the God who comes.