A voice was saying, “Cry out!” Another said, “What should I cry out?” “All humanity is grass, and all its goodness is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flowers fade when the breath of the Lord blows on them; indeed, the people are grass. The grass withers, the flowers fade, but … Continue reading Advent — rising up even as the frost falls
For behold, the day is coming, burning like an oven, when all the arrogant and all evildoers will be stubble. The day that is coming shall set them ablaze, says the Lord of hosts, so that it will leave them neither root nor branch. But for you who fear my name, the sun of righteousness … Continue reading Advent — coming close to the fire
A voice of one crying out: Prepare the way of the Lord in the wilderness; make a straight highway for our God in the desert.Isaiah 40:3 (CSB) In whatever translation I read or heard this verse read as a child, I always thought it was the voice itself that was in the wilderness, calling out … Continue reading Advent — waiting in the wilderness
Perhaps it’s a little too early for a post that touches on anything Christmas. I know. I know. Tomorrow is Remembrance Day. I’m jumping the gun and getting my holidays and observances all out of whack. In our home there’s an unspoken rule that we don’t start decorating for Christmas until after PJ’s birthday at … Continue reading This Year’s Reverse Advent Calendar
Seems like a fitting way to approach Advent, sitting here, waiting for hours on end in the hospital emergency department. Have you ever found yourself forced into waiting, all the while with a to do list that would rival the Oxford Dictionary in length? It's a frustrating feeling, but only until you surrender yourself to … Continue reading Waiting Room Moments
My Peace in the Puzzle 