Christmas Day

Hark! the messenger angels sing.
It is finished! Love has come!

Our spirits soar, O mighty God,
at the magnitude and majesty:

there you are among us, the Infant Savior — and
here you are among us, the Wonderful Mystery!

We are bursting with the news: Love is here!
Peace is here! Justice and judgment are here!

How sweet, how delicious, how very
indescribable — you are sublime!

Receive our joy and make of it wonder.

Receive our gratitude and make of it humility.

Receive our adoration and make of it compassion.

Make of us, O Jesus, vessels of praise
and testimonies of the miraculous

so that no one doubts and no one
does not know the breadth of your love.

Glory, glory, glory to you in our hearts!
Glory, glory, glory to you in heaven & earth!

Glory and good news for all people!
Good news and great relief for those most in need.

Hark! the messenger angels sing.
It is finished! Love has come!

Amen! Your love is complete!
Amen! Our work of love is renewed

and our life in love is saved.
Glory, pure glory to God in the highest!

Your love is forever and ever.
Amen and amen.

Woodwork by David Van Epps

Woodwork by David Van Epps

cross-posted at RevGalBlogPals

Advent: My Light and My Salvation

the LORD is my light

o God my God, what I wouldn’t give to see your warmth and light on long sleepless nights when only the winter cold keeps me company. yet you greet me faithfully in every dawn, you meet my eyes as though we haven’t spent a single moment apart, you delight my heart and immediately all is forgiven. basking in your presence, I could journey on forever.

sunrise

the LORD is my salvation

take, I pray, this well-intentioned if wayward spirit, this limited and weary flesh, this most flighty heart, and unburden them to love and serve you gladly. do not let my faith fade at sunset — save me from my fickle self and preserve my joy at every hour, through every strain, against every demon. you are my strength and my song; by no other force can I stand, for no other reason do I sing.

on Psalm 27:1

Lent 32

There’s my Peace: rising with the sun
and kissing my face on the breeze.

There’s my Peace: laughing in conversation
and warming hands with mugs of hot tea.

There’s my Peace: standing in determined solidarity
and raising her fist against the pressures of hell.

There’s my Peace: walking when there’s no strength to run
and blooming before the calendar turns to spring.

There’s my Peace: She has not stopped shining and
showing up, though tears blurred my vision.

There’s my Peace: She  knows the playbook of every lullaby
and every rallying cry to embolden my spirit.

There’s my Peace: and at her side is Joy
and together we are unafraid.

on John 15:27