Lord, sometimes I feel like I’m always preparing to live but never living.
Other times I feel I’m poorly prepared,
so don’t live as well as I could and should.
I do some readying:
for a weekend out of town,
a conference at work,
a family celebration,
even death–make my will
But the one thing I don’t prepare for is you;
so you catch me unready to love or give, to pray or forgive.
Give time, Lord, and teach, during this season of readying.
Advent 1
cover poem from the Presbyterian Outlook, November 21, 2005 issue
by William R. Leety
