A Blessing for Love to Come at Christmas
by Kate Bowler
God, we are waiting for love,
not the simple kind or the sweep-you-off-your-feet kind,
but the absurd kind.
The kind wrapped in rags,
resting in a bucket of animal feed.
Love enough to save us all.
Blessed are we who look for Love
deeper, fuller, truer—than we have ever known,
than we could have ever hoped for.
Blessed are we who seek You,
the light that dawned so long ago
in that dark stable.
Love given.
Love received.
Receive this gift, dear one.
Love has come for you.