Lord, as we await Christmas morning we wonder,
Will our lives truly proclaim who you are tomorrow?
As we eat and drink and drink and eat and eat and drink
Remind us that yes, our God is a God of plenty, but you came to be on
the side of the poor, the ones who have few possessions and less power.
As we enjoy the atmosphere of homes decorated with lights, Christmas greetings
and colour,
Remind us that yes, our God is a God of colour and flamboyance, but you
arrived in this world in a dusty cave with the smell of hay and dung and dust.
Tomorrow, as we think about the things that need to be done, the time
the turkey needs to go on, who needs to be picked up when, whether people will
be happy with their presents and whether there’ll be enough food,
Remind us that our God is a God of welcome and family, but you came to
us to show us that you love it when we simply drop everything and sit with you
and enjoy being in your presence.
Tomorrow, as we consider who will be with us, who might argue with who,
who we’ll miss and how we wish things could be different
Remind us that our God is a God who listens to our pain, but you came
to heal us and forgive us.
Tomorrow, as we drown our loungerooms in wrapping paper and lavish
gifts on each other, remind us that, yes, our God is a generous God and a giver
of gifts too numerous to mention, but there is one gift which surpasses them all,
and that is the gift we celebrate tomorrow.
O Lord, let your presence fall.
Break in through the tinsel and the advertising and the chaos.
Break in through our shopping lists and our preparations and our family
gatherings.
Come to us again and be our Christmas, Lord.
Amen.
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