Let us walk in the light

Here is my light.
Limited though it is,
I hold it up against the night.
Perhaps you will see it
and you will breathe in relief
to experience a needed warmth and
a lessening of shadows along your way.
Perhaps this little glow of mine
will encourage you
to show your own radiance:
each candle sharing its flame with another,
multiplying light in defiance of those
who prefer to live hidden
in deceit’s darkness
rather than braving to dance
with the shadows that play alongside
a community illuminated.
Here is my light:
a votive that flickers and bobs
in the invisible breeze.
If you add your smooth pillar candle
and if another friend calls out a star by name
and perhaps if a child shares a Buzz Lightyear nightlight
(plus we’ll count the streetlights for good measure),
then together we might really be something:
our fellowship
could be the ray of dawn
that interrupts this deep night.
And you with your candle and she with a star
and the little ones with their nightlights
and I with my modest votive
will be content
to live together in the dawn
while we wait for the fullness of Day
to arrive and to chase away all of the shadows
and lingering phantoms of night.
There in the presence of the fire that is called Day
our lights will be consumed
and we will see each other’s faces
truly for the first time
without mystery or suspicion.
Let the Day come! Let the Day come!
Wait and watch with me for the brightest Day
to burst upon us. Wait and watch with me.
Come and create dawn with me,
with our lights together
against the night.

Advent 12/8/12

Light a light for us, O Jesus,

Messenger of the Living God.

Light a light for us that is brighter

than our decorations and vain joys.

Light a light that is stronger

than our fears and faith.

For we are flailing in the dark,

injuring one another as we grope

for certainty and assurance along our way.

Light a light that blazes in brilliance and proves

the shadows in our lives to be as they are:

insidious and without foundation.

Light such a light, we ask this

in despair for direction

and for peace.

Mary’s Epiphany Prayer

This little Light of mine, cradled in my arms asleep, I’m gonna shine for you! Little Light, for you I will not rest until the world is a little gentler, a little kinder, a little saner, so that it welcomes you as you grow. Sweet Light, the sun is dim for me compared to your smile. You are the twinkle in my eye and the soft spot in my heart; no one else has my love quite like you. Let the storms rain and torment — I promise that I will shine like a rainbow to protect you. Let them try to extinguish me — I will always burn with enough light to nurture your own. You are my revelation and joy, the brightest Star in the night that is this life. Light of my world, here is my light. I’m gonna shine for you!

While We Wait (Praying through Advent)

I pray for light (Light!)
to sustain me today

with flickers of warmth
and laughter

with the steady glow of love
and friendship

with the bright joy of

with the still-burning hope
of compassion.

I give thanks for light (Light!)
that encourages me onward

with gleams that illuminate
the purpose

and shadows that obscure
the details

with playful shimmers
that tease my uncertainty

and glares of the holy
that compel me to peace.