We come through life,
given the opportunity to consider what we are doing here. We bump into the difficulties within
and around us, pushed here, tugged there.
We struggle to reach for our security blanket, whatever that may be, but
all of which have fraying edges.
We are moved deep within
by the subtle stirrings of something that seems right and pure and good, but it
is filmy. We are afraid to trust
that it could truly be or truly hold us.
But there is where the miracles are waiting.
This time of year reminds
us some with unusual courage. Mary
couldn’t see the end from the beginning, Joseph was surrounded by the cultural
turmoil of the situation he found himself in. They chose to trust the call and to focus not on the chaos
that would ensue, but on the voice of the One who invited.
Advent is a time to
remind us again of the invitation.
It will always be mixed in with the glossy ads of things that
tantalize. Don’t just assume that
you will go to the party. You need
to make a decision and R.S.V.P.
Every day following is the unfolding of the party if you will attend.
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