Song to Woody is fantastic, and if you haven't heard it, you need to find it. Google, Spotify, YouTube, vinyl; find it.
"...I wrote you this song.
'Bout a funny ol’ world that’s a'coming’ along.
Seems sick, and it’s hungry;
It’s tired and torn.
It looks like it’s a-dyin’
but it’s hardly been born."
Commending Bob to a friend earlier today, while thinking about the incarnation and the practices of Advent. Couldn't help but appreciate the beauty and longing here.