I’m grateful for the prayers written by those who have walked before us. During Advent, I love meditating on these words as I sit in the waiting, longing for a well lived life in Christ.
May the sounds of Advent stir a longing in your people, O God.
Come again to set us free from the dullness of routine and the poverty of our imaginations.
Break the patterns which bind us to small commitments and to the stale answers we have given to questions of no importance.
Let the Advent trumpet blow, let the walls of our defenses crumble,
and make a place in our lives for the freshness of your love,
well-lived in the Spirit, and still given to all who know their need and dare receive it.
Amen
By Howard Thurman
Smitten With Goodness 