Blue Christmas Sunday, December 17 at 4:00 p.m.

Gentle me,

Holy One,

into an unclenched moment,

                                    a deep breath,

                                                a letting go of heavy expectancies,

                                                            of shriveling anxieties,

                                                                        of dead certainties,

that, softened by silence,

                                    surrounded by the light

                                                and open to the mystery,

I may be found by wholeness,

                                    upheld by the unfathomable,

                                                entranced by the simple,

                                                            and filled with the joy

                                                                        that is you. 

                                                                                    Ted Loder

Psalm 139:1-8

To the leader. Of David. A Psalm.

O Lord, you have searched me and known me.
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
    you discern my thoughts from far away.
You search out my path and my lying down,
    and are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue,
    O Lord, you know it completely.
You hem me in, behind and before,
    and lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
    it is so high that I cannot attain it.

Where can I go from your spirit?
    Or where can I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there;
    if I make my bed in Sheol, you are there.