Reveal among us the light of your presence, that we may behold your power and glory.
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We are all some mother's child,
then a flood of release, an unbearable empty.
until you came. We were cold, alone,
No mother, no midwife, one blanket,
Did I not expect you would cry with me,
Did I not expect you would need me,
You bobbed your head along my chest
Where were the trumpets, where the showering
my blood trickling to the ground, my husband's silent tears,
And in this, somehow, Glory.
Be-Attitude: Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, who are the true children of God.
All glory to you, gracious God, for the gift of your Son whom you sent to save us. With the angels, let us praise your name, and tell the earth his story, that all may believe and proclaim your love.
act for peace, "the Christmas Bowl people."
Adeste Fidelis. Luciano Pavarotti (1976).
May the Lord, when he comes, find us watching and waiting. Amen.