There is no time for You, Lord,
This Christmas, rushing, shopping,
Busy on the phone, packing and collecting,
Driving flooded roads;
Quick prayer for our safety in wild winds.
Yes, Lord, prayer for safety: amber weather warning.
And always, Lord, You are there,
Even when I have prioritized far from You.
The doorbell and I must go.
You bring me, Yourself, Lord,
At my door, our Christmas being.
The quick prayer deepens in endless prayer
Of Your presence with us because in You
The whirl of the world stills: