Even as we find ourselves caught in the hustle of the days ahead, may we remember the humble grace of the manger, the straw and the birth of our Shepherd King.
In the days ahead…
May our hearts still when the world begs us to be frayed and frenzied. May our minds seek quiet when our days demand we follow the noise. May our hands open to all we have when life asks us to count all we lack.
In the days ahead…
May our feet move towards those who others have turned away. May our arms encircle those who need to know they are not alone. May our ears be quick to hear the hearts of those we love.
In the days ahead…
May our eyes see the outcast with compassion and mercy. May our voices speak peace over chaos and confusion. May our countenance offer joy to all who need its refuge.
In the days ahead…
May our words be offered in kindness even at the fussy of others. May our time be surrendered to the heart of the One who created it. May our gifts be laid in gratitude at the foot of a manger.
And may our lives reflect the gift You gave, the gift You are, and the gift that's yet to be.
“And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.”
Luke 2:7