I thought that some on here may like to read this prayer, especially at this time of year.
Dear Lord
I feel tired before it's even started
The cards ( should I bother?)
The presents(who to buy for?)
The decorations (real or artificial?)
The family.... (enough said)
The crowds, the hassle, the weather-
Wake me up when it's all over
I know I shouldn't feel this way
but, if I'm honest.
Advent-
It makes me weary just thinking about it.
Which makes me wonder,
how was it for you?
Were you weary too?
Just thinking about it?
The call, the life-long challenge, to
hear God
listen to God
follow God?
For those with ears to hear
and eyes to see,
to be God?
All begun in makeshift circumstances.
(Sorry, Lord, we were not better prepared-
some things don't change.)
A sign of things to come,
of an uphill struggle
to make your voice heard.
Uphill towards Jerusalem.
Uphill to the Mount of Olives.
Uphill to the hill of execution.
Hoping we would follow.
Hoping we would understand you.
respond to you
welcome you then,
welcome you now.
Lord were you tired before it even started?
Or was you love your inner energy,
the love you received, your support
the love you gave, a light in the darkness,
the love you give, the strength I need?
Will you help me through Advent, dear Lord
little one?
Give me the grace to greet you
without suppressed sighs of weariness.
Give me the generosity to invite you home
without thought to the inconvenience.
Give me the will to rise to your demands,
to share your love and to receive it.
It's not so much to ask, I know,
when you have faced it all-
the advent task, the Christmas hope-
two thousand times before.
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