God of new days
and New Years, that can feel suspiciously like old years. The past pains often refuse to stay put on
December 31 when we hang a new calendar.
We know that peaceful words stop falling from our tongues when we put
away the tree. Our human efforts at love
in the air dissipates and disappears quickly when our online music takes down
the Christmas music station. Help us, O
God, for our good intentions and resolutions and resolve only take us so far. Help us, O God, to find the courage and
conviction to be light in places where there is too much anger and hate. Stir within us grace when our inner-defense
lawyer wants to argue and prove a point to that person who is
pushing all our buttons. Heal us for all
that pulls us away (often in too many directions) from the truths that You are
with us and for us ~ and that “us” includes all that was, is and will ever be. Like images from the universe that continue
to evolve and expand, we can’t wrap our minds around Your grace and love and
justice and peace. Our humanness, which
is to say our limitedness, stumbles and we don’t like to look foolish God. So help us this day and every
day this year. Meet us in the messy mangers
of life, where unlike Jesus, there is crying we make away in our
manger of life. Meet us amid the
scratchy straw, the angels singing, the fleeting moments of love, and the
beauty of every day that You have made. Honestly,
openly, willingly, this is HOW we
will make it through this day and year.
Amen. And Amen.
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