O come thou Mystery, unseen, unbidden, unfelt, but so madly needed here.
Come to us who push you away with our despair, snare us with wonder.
Come to us, the lonely and broken, O Small One, not to solve but to be with.
Come to us who grieve place or worth or hope, and find it with us.
Come to us in our smugness and lay yourself down in the manger of our secret wounds.
Come to us in our privilege and let us hang our lives on a poor little peasant child.
Come to us in our violent fear and calm us with your tiny voice. Ask us to love you.
For us who find it hard to love each other, come and gather us in a circle, have us care, have us sing.
Come to us, too afraid to need, be fragile among us, and let us fall in love.
Neglect our neglect, Emmanuel, come and be a tiny flame of love among us, and light our own.
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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