Lord of all lands and peoples,
We gather here to pauses and reflect on your nature, your goodness.
Our agenda feels barren of goodness,
And your agenda, dripping like chocolate, is rich and pleasing.
We admit, O Lord, the essence of our lives cannot be purchased in any store.
We do admit our continuing attempt to purchase life.
Only to, once more, experience the emptiness that our love for lavish gifts offers.
Dear Jesus of the lowly manger, give us ears to listen to the music of the falling snow,
Give us eyes to see the majesty in creation as you have created all things and called them good.
Give us noses to smell the presence of the Spirit moving in our days.
Give us hearts to feel the pain of sin and the joy of new life in and around us.
Let our hands move to receive you and then offer peace.
Let our feet run to you in the breathless passion of the shepherds.
Let our mouths speak of love, as even the words we speak become tools of reconciliation.
This night, Father, allow us to share what we have experienced of you,
Allow us to remember your ways as higher than our own,
Allow us to sing your carols of gladness and praise.
May you hold your people from all lands in your care
as you breath upon us once more your words of life.
As we together recall the words of prayer you taught us to pray saying:
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name;
thy kingdom come,
thy will be done, on earth as it is on heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread;
and forgive us our sins,
as we forgive those who sin against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom,
and the power, and the glory, forever.
Amen.
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