You May Not Be Religious, but tell me you love Bob Dylan.

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.