18 December 2010

Prayer on a mid-December afternoon

It's a mid-December Saturday afternoon, the week before Christmas, with the sun hiding golden amid the bleak clouds of winter.

Snow stranded and home bound I have been blessed, having time to ponder the glory of His coming, into a world as stark as this --

Yet come He did, and come again He will, not as a child but as our King.  Yes, I rejoice in the wonder of His promises and the completeness of His gift, indeed my praises rise.

Still today my heart is troubled for those who do not recognize His birth or hope for His return; those who cannot see the light behind the clouds.  Tears flow as my spirit aches, a groaning deep, an exhalation of sighs, every breath a prayer.

Lord, may they know You.

The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world. He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. John 1:9-10 NIV

6 comments:

Sandra Heska King said...

I think because He's met you in your longings,your heart is even more tender for others. Indeed, there is light behind the clouds. Praying they see it.

Melissa Campbell said...

I am praying with you, and looking for ways to shine His love and light. May He shine brightly here!

Jingle Poetry said...

This is beautiful..
magical experiences.
you are a blessing and are blessed.

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jasonS said...

Amen and amen. Thanks Karin.

Nikole Hahn said...

It troubles me, too. :o(

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