God did not come as a King with great might. God didn’t raise an army. God simply broke in, and asked to be held, to be nurtured. God chose to be born by an unwed mother, at the edge of an empire. If God can choose her, can choose there, God can surely choose here, choose you.
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Advent Wilderness
In Advent we go out to the wilderness, because there, at the edge, there in the hands of wild ones something new can be born.
Advent Disruption
This season of waiting, of hope, of expectation, it’s a time of practice. Our world doesn’t wait well. Advent asks us to practice waiting. Even amidst the tinny holiday music clinically designed to make us buy yet more junk, underneath the disastrous drumbeats of the news, listen. There is another melody playing. There is a counterpoint.
In God’s Time
We come back to this church year in and year out, Sunday after Sunday, to return to the story of God’s relentless love. We come here to remember that all the stories our world wants to hand us, stories that we are not enough, that we don’t have enough, all those stories will fade away.
Mike Angell 