The bush outside of the prayer window is denuded now,
standing prepped for winter’s worst. I watch, mesmerised, as I notice that deep
inside the tangled twigs and branches, life is bubbling through the many birds
hopping and popping in apparently perpetual motion. I can see the life because
the bush is stripped and bare.
In these days of global darkness, when all is stripped away
and it can seem that brutality and greed and terror reign victorious, open my
eyes, Lord, to see the way your Holy Spirit, working in your children, is
active and alive. Day by day, may we all live a life of light and love,
bringing hope to a despairing world.
The true light that gives light to all is in the world. We celebrate
again His coming, the not-yet and the already. O come, o come, Emanuel!
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