This jazz-inspired Advent song was written on the plains of Southern Ohio last spring and holds an invitation to reflection and wonder. Rather than assume we know who or what is coming (because we often struggle even to know ourselves), we are invited to look and listen, to be in the present moment, attentive to where and when Divine will manifest.

Given its flexible, ballad style, the first part of the song is best offered by soloist or choir. But the final phrase (‘waiting, waiting, waiting’) invites the participation of a congregation and could be part of an Advent litany, a prayer response, or candle-lighting.

Hear a recording of the song here.