December 18th
Today I ponder hours that lead
towards one precious day,
when Jesus in a manger lay
to light our errant way.
Soon all the world in joy declares
this news with praise to sing
and those who have and who do not
prepare to meet our king.
Young girls with woven candle wreaths
walk, singing down the lanes,
each evening a flame is lit
to honour him who reigns.
Each candle signifies a day
preparing for that light
born on a night in Bethlehem,
great hope to sinners’ plight.
When all the wreaths are filled with lights
then comes that sacred hour
grand visions of old men and bards come
true with greatest power.
That little babe, a fragile reed,
whom many tried to harm
became the strongest link of all
to draw us to God’s arms.
When I see candles burning bright
and flowers knit in rows,
I think of Advent’s holy weeks
when all hearts are aglow.
How fortunate we are today
to be part of that night,
foretold in prophets fondest dreams,
the darkness saw great light.
Liilia Talt Morrison
I will reflect on all You have done and ponder Your deeds (Psalm 77;12)
Think
Light a candle or turn on a lamp and notice the change in the atmosphere in the room.
Jesus is the light breaking through the darknes
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