A Christmas Prayer
by Max
Lucado
Dear Jesus,
It’s
a good thing you were born at night. This world sure seems dark. I have
a good eye for silver linings. But they seem dimmer lately.
These killings, Lord. These children, Lord. Innocence violated. Raw evil demonstrated.
The
whole world seems on edge. Trigger-happy. Ticked off. We hear threats
of chemical weapons and nuclear bombs. Are we one button-push away from
annihilation?
Your
world seems a bit darker this Christmas. But you were born in the
dark, right? You came at night. The
shepherds were night shift workers. The Wise Men followed a star. Your
first cries were heard in the shadows. To see your face, Mary and Joseph
needed a candle flame. It was dark. Dark with Herod’s jealousy. Dark
with Roman oppression. Dark with poverty. Dark with violence.
Herod
went on a rampage, killing babies. Joseph took you and your mom into
Egypt. You were an immigrant before you were a Nazarene.
Oh,
Lord Jesus, you entered the dark world of your day. Won’t you enter
ours? We are weary of bloodshed. We, like the wise men, are looking for a
star. We, like the shepherds, are kneeling at a manger.
This Christmas, we ask you, heal us, help us, be born anew in us.
Hopefully,
Your Children
2012 Max Lucado
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