the Third Tuesday of Advent

Today’s text from Isaiah brings to mind the many tree stumps dotting the perimeter of our home. When we moved here our single acre of land was ringed with overgrown box elder, or Manitoba maple. These trees grow like weeds but have a short lifespan. Wind storms have felled a number of them; the stumps are what remain after we clean up the fallen trees…

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the Second Friday of Advent

“If you aren’t angry, you aren’t paying attention.” That’s been my favorite bumper sticker, and I just found it on a t-shirt for sale this Christmas.There’s a lot in this world and in myself to be outraged about this year; anger has been a great fuel to get out there, right some wrongs and feel a little more self-righteous along the way…

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First Wednesday of Advent

“An evil generation demands a sign,” Jesus says.

I’m always looking for signs. A running transcript of my prayers might read something like this:

God, please show me what to do.

God, should I speak up? Should I stay quiet?

Is it time to start something new? Is it time to call it quits? To press pause?

Should I give that person a call, God? A text maybe? Or let them have some space?

Is now the time? Or, God, are you saying to wait?

God, please just show me what to do…

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