On the Ninth Day of Christmas
May we welcome all this year has for us
A new time stands on my doorstep
ready to enter my life’s journey.
Something in me welcomes this visitor:
the hope of bountiful blessings
the joy of a new beginning
the freshness of unclaimed surprises.
Something in me rebuffs this visitor:
the swiftness of the coming
the boldness of the entrance
the challenge of the good-bye.
Something in me fears this visitor:
the unnamed events of future days
the wisdom needed to walk love well
the demands of giving away and growing.
A new time stands on my doorstep.
with fragile caution I move
to open the door for its entrance.
My heart leaps with surprise, joy jumps in my eyes
for there beside this brand new time
stands my God with outstretched hand.
God smiles and gently asks of me:
Can we walk this time together?
And I, so overwhelmed with goodness
can barely whisper my reply:
Welcome in!
-Violet Grennan, (Director, Religious Formation Conference)
That is incredible, thank you so much. To personify the new time somehow makes it easier to face.
Thank you. I like your comment . . . truly it makes the idea more approachable.
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