Advent. Action

Every morning
I turn my eyes to Jesus.
I give Him my day
in the hope I will think of Him
just a little more than yesterday.

Every morning
I arrive at my work
my wonderful, fulfilling
fun job of teaching children
who are still in the stage of wonderment.

Every morning
I get so involved
with other demands and wants,
both colleagues and children,
that I don't give Jesus a thought.

Even when, while marking
books, preparing lessons,
praise and worship music
fills my ears but not my heart:
my mind is so absorbed with others' needs.

And I wonder:
surely Mary kept her
heart fixed firmly on that little
life within her. Hands busy,
mind pondering the mystery of God.

And so, surely
I too can turn my mind
to Christ, my pupils' Saviour,
sharing this greatest news
with a world that is full of hurt and riches.

Every evening
I turn my heart to Jesus.
I give Him back my day
in the hope I will think of Him
just a little more tomorrow than today.