duke_aldhein (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} duke_aldhein) wrote,@ 2006-01-04 15:38:00 |
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the hope that waits inside the leafless tree
I toldmcgeary I'd post the poem/prayer I wrote last January. The pain it was written from seems a long way off, thankfully, but the words still work for me.
I told
mcgeary I'd post the poem/prayer I wrote last January. The pain it was written from seems a long way off, thankfully, but the words still work for me.A prayer for New Year
God, who guards our comings and our goings,
meet us at the turning of the year,
light a fire in us against the cold
that we may share your warmth with a shivering world.
Christ, born in the dark days of the year,
watch with us through the dark years of our lives,
remind us in the slowly lengthening days
how life enters the world at unlikely times.
Sometimes much we held high seems lost and buried,
as out of date as last season's fashion lines:
remind us that time is the turning wheel
as well as the road it leaves behind,
that seasons return, and in their return
show us again the truth that sets us free,
that all that is buried is not lost.
In a world of instant gratification,
teach us the hope that will not be rushed,
the hope that waits inside the leafless tree.
God, who guards our comings and our goings,
meet us at the turning of the year,
light a fire in us against the cold
that we may share your warmth with a shivering world.
