Image: George Mendoza
Good morning, good God!
It's only December 5, Lord, but already
halls are decked,
trees are up,
lights are strung,
tinsel hung,
gifts bought,
bows tied,
and cards stamped and sent...
Already, herald angels hark,
muting Advent's hope,
and with O, Come, O, Come, Emmanuel
still fresh upon our lips,
we lift a glass of eggnog
and sing with yuletide cheer..
So, if not at the mall and not in the stores,
if not in the streets and not online -
let there come, Lord, deep in my heart
a season to pause and wonder,
to dream as a child might,
of Mary's Child, born to save
so many years ago;
a season for me to wait for you
though you've already come
and claimed a home, your dwelling place,
within my heart and soul;
a season for me, in faith, to watch,
in these purple candled days,
for how you'll touch my soul this year
with healing, peace and mercy...
I offer you these Advent days,
my vigil for your coming:
my waiting, yes, for Christmas
but even more my longing
for the day, the joy, the peace in store
for those who trust in you...
May this Monday morning offering
be my prayer through Advent's days
'til I sing with joy at Christmas
the tidings of your birth!
Amen.
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