the pulse of hope/ the echo of our name/ and the bread in our teeth/ a cup on our lips / and breathing at our side
How I’ve been praying of late.
May God bless you with a restless discomfort about easy answers, half-truths, and superficial relationships, so that you may boldly apply the truth of Christ and love as he loved.
I love the sense of expectation and hopefulness in this month – a sense of expectation with which days on the calendar are slowly crossed off and doors of advent calendars are opened.
From Luke 18. Prayer is about becoming nothing so that God may be everything. That when we decrease, Jesus may increase in our place. We are to be able to say, to use a phrase Miriam Swaffield once used, ‘when you see me, see the one who made me’.
A look over time away with my church and something I’ve learned this year.