The porch light left on.
A welcoming fire blazing in the hearth.
Tall tapers set on the dining room table.
Someone is expected. . . . someone whose presence changes everything.
As if the Christ were on his way to my home and yours, we prepare.
Let us bulldoze the barriers that would prevent him from getting inside.
Let us sweep and salt the walk, and then hold open the door.
We pray:
We light a candle reminding ourselves to expect anything and everything from You. Give us the pins-and-needles sensation as we practice Advent. Amen.
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