Dec 8, 2021
In my heart lies a Bethlehem, an inn where I must ultimately answer whether there is room or not. When I am Bethlehem-bound I experience my own advent in His. When I am Bethlehem-bound I can no longer look the other way conveniently not seeing stars, not hearing angels’ voices. I can no longer excuse myself by busily tending my sheep or my kingdoms...only. Prepare me for Your coming. O Holy One!
In
the midst of shopping sprees,
let me ponder the Gift of
Gifts.
Through the
tinsel, let me look for the light
of the Christmas
star.
In the
excitement and confusion,
let me listen for the hush of angels'
wings.
This Advent, I long to go to Bethlehem as never before and meet You in the manger places of my life. May this season be the Advent of me! Holiness, may I find renewal as I resist the ways of the world and lean into the Holiness of daily life. May I pay attention, be astonished, and tell about it! I lean into the mystery of Your presence.
The Advent of our Lord is now…US! Once again, Christ is about to be birthed…within us. And so it is: The season renews us, enabling us to recognize and resist that which is not life-giving, that not of God’s deepest desires for us. Yes, this season of living into the mystery is a blessing!
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