The Sacrament of Christmas
I make an act of faith toward all mankind,
Where doubts would linger and suspicions brood.
I make an act of joy toward all sad hearts,
Where laughter pales and tears abound.
I make an act of strength toward feeble things,
Where life grows dim and death draws near.
I make an act of trust toward all of life,
Where fears preside and distrusts keep watch.
I make an act of love toward friend and foe,
Where trust is weak and hate burns bright.
I make a deed to God of all my days—
And look out in life with quiet eyes.
~ From Howard Thurman’s The Mood of Christmas & Other Celebrations, p. 33.
To you O Lord we bring our lives,
Troubled, broken or at ease,
A sacrificial offering
For you to use.
Take away our selfishness,
And teach us to love as you loved.
Take away our sense of pride,
And show us the meaning of humility.
Take away our blindness,
And show us the world through your eyes.
Take away our greed,
And teach us how to give as you gave.
Show us your ways,
Teach us your paths,
That we might walk with you more closely,
Our hand in your hand,
Our feet in your footsteps,
From the baby in a stable,
To eternity, Amen.
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