An Advent prayer from Iona
Days of heavy clouds stifling the sunlight
The world burdened by greyness and gloom
Open our eyes, Lord To the coming of your light Lifting the burden of darkness From our lives
Chillness that seeps deep into bones Hearts and spirits rigid with frost-hardness Souls wrapped against coldness and loneliness
Open our souls, Lord, To the warmth of your coming Melting the hardness that keep us from you And from each other.
Trees – branches bare against the steel skies Stems crumpled under the frost - weight of snow Last year’s leaves blackened and slippery underfoot Nature oppressed by wintriness – Yet resting, awaiting rebirth
Cherish our hearts, Lord Oppressed by wintriness – Assure us of your coming Of your call to new life.