For a several years now, I’ve loved a book of prayers written by Walter Brueggemann titled “Awed to Heaven, Rooted in Earth”. It contains some of the most poetic and profound prayers I’ve ever encountered, and as I flipped through it the other day, I encountered Brueggemann’s Advent prayer, which shares the title I gave this post. It seems appropriate to share it here, as we approach the close of Advent and the arrival of Christmas.In our secret yearnings we wait for your coming, and in our grinding despair, we doubt that you will. And in this privileged place we are surrounded by witnesses who yearn more than do we and by those who despair more deeply than do we. Look upon your church and its pastors in this season of hope which runs so quickly to fatigue and this season of yearning which becomes so easily quarrelsome. Give us the grace and the impatience to wait for your coming to the bottom of our toes, to the edges of our finger tips. We do not want our several worlds to end. Come in your power and come in your weakness in any case and make all things new. Amen.
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