There is no shortage of ways to find Advent, in liturgy and music, in prayer and silence, in fellowship and practice. And this year we have only eight more days to get there. So hurry up, and Wait.
Advent is about waiting. We are learning to be patient. We are learning the difference between being nice and being in God’s love.
Penitence is not about beating ourselves up. It is about honest self-reflection in the Spirit so we can turn to God more clearly and deeply.
It is also a feast, one who continues in our Christ-fed lives into the kitchen, and to the family table.
Today we are reminded that we are promised our own transfiguration, not just struggling to be Christ-like by prayer and study of Scripture, but made perfect in Christ and a child of the Living God, a God who knows our name, who loves us warts and all
I am content to live in the tension between holy obedience, as Jesus showed us, and the freedom to find our way, fall, get up, pray, redirect, and go on our messy way, the gift of choice which Jesus also showed us.
there is also no escape from Resurrection, and Reconciliation with God in all the little things we missed along the way. No exclusion from sharing in the ultimate joy in praising God, face to face, in Glory.
One phrase has always jumped out at me. “He hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts.”