In the days leading up to Christmas, and through the weeks of winter’s darkness, I offer you an Advent prayer. May the light gently find you right where you are.
Lord, I lift my face to let you find me let me be open to this Advent to the blessings to the grace to the possibility of the light that comes You are the light that finds me Immanuel God is with us luminous
A poetic prayer about counting costs and blessings, angel wings and the hand of grace.
When I'm counting the costs let me never forget to factor the hand of God. When I'm counting the blessings let me always see the practical hand of grace. Let me never take for granted gifts delivered on angel wings. Let my eyes be ever open to divinity within all things. When I'm dreaming upon my pillow may I catch a glimpse of your face And if nightmares reach out to clutch me let me hold your hand of grace.
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