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Finding Christ

In the mundane In the mess In the miracles. Every day there seems to be  moments of each of those, If I have eyes to see.
Isn't this what advent is all about?
The season Of preparing my heart. To be ready, On the lookout, Wide-eyed wonder For the King of Kings Who came in the least expected way A fragile, tiny baby
Who became the Savior of all mankind.