Sunday, November 27, 2016
Perhaps that is the best prayer to begin this first week of Advent. It is a prayer for myself, for God, for all of us.
This is a season of waiting. We wait for something we've already experienced: a moment of revelation... of Incarnation. And because we, in some sense, know for what we are waiting... the One we are waiting for...we wait in hope.
Not hope that it will be the same, but that things will change. Hope that Love will come down and dwell among us. This is the beginning and the end all wrapped up into one.
And all I can do in its midst is pray that I may be here. Open. Attentive. Receptive. Ready.
Ready for the one who is already here, but to whom I still pray to "be here." To be here so I might recognize. To be here, so that I might perceive the presence. To be here as I AM always is. It is a prayer of and for constancy. A prayer that God might not leave in the midst of all else.
Be here, my love. Be here with faith and hope that brings forth joy and love. Be here and recognize that nothing else really matters. Be here now. In the darkness be light. In the silence be whispered.In the stillness stir deeply. Be still and know. Be here and pray. Just be and find all that awaits.