While We Wait (Praying through Advent)

Are we there yet? Is it time yet? Do you think, O God, that we’re fully prepared for the destination — to receive you in our neighbors, to love our enemies with the same adoration with which we welcome a newborn, to carol unreservedly alongside the poor & homeless shepherds, to believe like children that goodness and love are enough to bring a miracle, to marvel at a familiar story that remains unfinished?

While We Wait (Praying through Advent)

Put on an extravagant spectacle, O Savior,
to disrupt our pallid routines.
Dance. Tease. Provoke.
Goad us with a parody
of our vain ambitions
and shallow truisms.
Like a searing comedian,
point us out to be stingy fools.
Name our asinine inconsistencies,
our disbeliefs and our contradictions.
Laugh that we have marveled at the cactus
when there are stunning flowers
about to bloom
in the desert.
By your birth, mock us
for the egos that we are
… and then rescue us, too.