Advent . Week 3 . Friday

Do I dare not to live with deep joy and wild hope
when look! the trees even in their nakedness
are clapping their hands,
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nd the sun through gray snow clouds
radiates praise,

and the frozen ground harbors seeds
for spring’s rebirth,

and Orion faithfully accompanies the lonely traveler
through the night;

the wind, for all its chill, inspires us to sing
a new song of thanksgiving
for every warm cup of hot chocolate
and every moment of walking indoors;

the occasions of parting and coming together,
with all of their joy and pain,
draw us to fuller awareness of community and the need for God With Us;

so in prayer and breath and walking, I strive for joy today:

Hear, O Spirit, this gratitude for warmth
and this praise for nature’s beauty, and
this longing prayer for love to sustain us.

Advent . Week 3 . Wednesday

As we seek you — through joy and pain, amidst the calm and the bustling, in Christmas tree lights and silent star lights — O Emmanuel, fill us with delight in the journey and compassion for our fellow travelers. Keep us ever mindful of the wounds and strains of others, so that we participate in healing more than injury. Make us willing workers as we search for you, midwives of the fullest life that is still to come. Amen.