We watch for signs of Emmanuel born again in our world

In the humble song of a few kindred souls gathered together,
In the fragrance of a pine tree

In the soft flicker of candles

And in the age-old story of a child born in a stable and laid in a manger…

We build a ring of quiet around ourselves these twelve holy days

Mindful of own transformation

The composter is our nest.

We climb inside and feel the heat of new life in the making

We offer all that we are to be made whole. Amen.