Father, in this season of Advent, we prepare our hearts for your coming. You are the vine, we are the branches. Come and tend us, prune us, clean us. Discard in us everything that does not bear fruit. Nourish in us everything that bears much fruit. As we celebrate your coming as a vulnerable baby our hearts await your glorious return as the eternal King. Nurture in us expectant hearts, O Lord. Cultivate in us a deep longing for more of you until that Day when you burst through the heavens, and flood our horizons with your glorious splendour. For yours is the kingdom and the power and the glory, throughout all ages and generations. Amen.