
Advent – a second coming
There is no cloud of glory can define, no gates of heaven can confine; there is no dogma, doggerel, or doctrine can describe, no earnest imitation reinscribe him.

There is no cloud of glory can define, no gates of heaven can confine; there is no dogma, doggerel, or doctrine can describe, no earnest imitation reinscribe him.

Two Episcopal churches in Philadelphia are participating in a “singing Advent calendar” on YouTube which emphasizes the work of women composers. From the Philadelphia Inquirer:

I am on an Advent retreat, restless and exhausted, looking for room at last at the inn of mercy. Perhaps that is only as it should be, as we sidle slowly toward Bethlehem.

AdventWord combines word and image, hashtag and meditation in a 24-day digital journey through Advent, sharing out an official reflection each day in three languages

From The Episcopal Church: [October 30, 2019] New and updated Advent resources for congregations, dioceses, and communities of faith are now available: Way of Love

I did feel better after my encounter with the leaf collectors. The physical exercise no doubt helped, and the fresh air, but also it reminded me that it is almost impossible to calculate or to know what the smallest notice, the most minor kindness, done deliberately and without ceremony, can do to lift the spirits of one who might need it more than we imagine.

“My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior.” Luci and Jordan on the Magnificat for the fourth Sunday of Advent

I’m tired of waiting. Of wanting peace. Of wishing for justice. Of longing for an end to violence. I’m tired of waiting. Just come, Lord, Jesus. Now. I’m ready.

The sound of the choir of men and boys, the words of the scriptures leading up to the birth of Jesus, all the sounds echoing off the vaulted arches of a historic place – it’s the most wonderful thing I can think of.

Miranda Threlfall-Holmes has written an insightful blog post on the kerfuffle over the “proper” observation of Advent. While Advent is supposed to be a season