{Photo by Sarah Ackerman}
An Advent Prayer:
As the snow blankets muddy streets,
dresses naked tree branches,
and covers the blemishes my footprints make
with its glorious, fresh white,
I pray,
oh,
I pray
that I would remember
one little Snowflake
grew into a Blizzard,
covered all the blemishes
of a dreary, dirty, dingy world.
And I pray,
one little Snowflake
grew into a Blizzard,
covered all the blemishes
of a dreary, dirty, dingy world.
And I pray,
yes,
I pray
my heart would be entrenched,
smothered,
completely coated
in the bright white Gift of Grace
You so brilliantly offered us
that very first Christmas.
Reposted from Dec. 5, 2010.
