The Messiah

Handel's Handwritten Copy of Messiah

It's Morning, Jesus
We live in a world that still questions who you are.
Though ancient Words of holy text, and ancient songs with Hallelujah's
declare your glory, the world still debates.

Your footprints are in the dusty roads from Nazareth to Jersualem
Your ancient words still funnel to us through the tunnel of time
And for those of us who believe, your Living Word, is a voice we hear.
In You we live and move and have our being.

Grant it, Lord Jesus,
That in these days approaching Christmas
Your birth may be remembered, honored, and studied
To give weighty and truthful anchorage to our flippant world.

Forbid that we should argue over Christmas trees
while we lose the identity of the One who came to save us.
Rescue us, again, from the Evil One
Who lurks in cultural drift toward death, not life
toward darkness, not light.

To You who are the Light, we pray.
Amen