This is not the way it is supposed to be–
the dull ache of disappointment
the weight of failures and false starts,
Heartaches and suffering,
wars and elections,
and systems of injustice.
It is still months before we celebrate your coming, but we need you to come now.
Come Lord Jesus.
I am not what I’m supposed to be:
I am quick to judge others.
I lack grace and understanding.
My words offer poor refreshment,
like a brackish stream.
I am anxious and do not trust well.
I am broken and fail to love well.
But I am still on this journey, and long for You
-
to be fully formed in me.
That I may be like you.
That I may be with you
Come Lord Jesus.
thoughts, prayers & songs: 
Praying with you. Confessing too. Imploring. Come Lord Jesus. Amen.