An Advent poem and prayer

Published on 16 Dec 2020
Sunrise. Image by Federico Lancellotti via Unsplash.

by Jenn McGuigan

Darkness fell over all the earth when the veil of the temple was torn.

Now the sun rises on the distant horizon.  A new day is being born.

The blood of the Lamb streams across the sky.

Earth sings a new song to God on high,

Watching and praying and waiting,

For the new dawn that is awaking.

The new hope that means for certain,

That none of us now has a burden,

For Christ is coming, our sins to atone.

Calling us to Him. Calling us home.

Advent is a time of waiting. At present we are waiting for the end of this lockdown and life to return to some semblance of 'normality'

A time of hope: for this pandemic to end and for an effective vaccine to be available to all.

A time of prayer: for all those who are ill, both mentally and physically as a result of the virus; for all those who have lost their jobs and livelihood;

for all those who have lost loved ones.

So we say, Come Lord Jesus.

Come into our lives.

Take away the fear, the loneliness, the pain and suffering.

Fill our lives with your healing love, knowing that you are always with us, walking by our side. Never let us be parted from You.

As we celebrate Your Coming into our world, be with us, in our hearts, our families, our communities.

Let no one take Christ out of Christmas but let Him be the unseen guest at every table.