as we enter this time of waiting.
Captivate my soul, so I yearn
to conquer the spirit of the age
which ever strives for the next,
and the next, and the next.
Still me, so I can empty my mind
of the siren voices
that would have me travel with them
this way
and that.
To exotic destinations;
to imagined riches;
to perfections of the body;
to extremes of luxury;
to enticements of novelty.
Then, in the silence, Come.
Steal beautifully into my waiting
and suffuse my whole being
with the calm of Your presence,
so I may contemplate
the glory of your coming
as a child, as a servant King,
as Redeemer of the world.
