Elizabeth Scripturient (the delinquent, ecumenical (hermionesviolin) wrote,
Elizabeth Scripturient (the delinquent, ecumenical

This is why i go to church.


We carry within ourselves new life. Like an unborn child, the life of God grows unseen yet profoundly felt. Insistently pushing and prodding us, enlarging the contours of our lives and our hearts, as intimate as our own breathing, yet utterly other, the divine presence waits to be born.
-Wendy L. Wright


One: In the cold of winter,
Many: Let us offer your warmth.

One: In the face of despair,
Many: Let us offer your hope.

One: In the shadow of war,
Many: Let us offer your peace.

One: In the midst of fear,
Many: Let us proclaim your steadfastness.

One: In all things,
Many: Make us your heralds of good tidings, this day and always.

On the second Sunday in Advent we light the candle of peace.

Then together we said the prayer of St. Francis (as Sarah McLachlan played in my head):

Lord, make us instruments of your peace.
where there is hatred, let us sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is sadness, joy;
and where there is darkness, light.
Grant that we may seek
not so much to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in dying that we receive,
in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and in dying that we are born
to eternal life. Amen.
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