December 6, 2012 § 5 Comments
If I could assign a theme to the last couple of months, this is what I would name. I have felt God pursuing me, pushing me, prodding me out of slumber. I have been to Sri Lanka, to Israel, to California, Detroit, Phoenix, New York City, Georgia and Nebraska. I have met and journeyed with incredible people. I have learned so much. I have experienced some of the most joyful and some of the most heartbreaking moments of my life. And I have seen God—beautifully, mysteriously, inexplicably—in all of it (or, well, almost all of it … some of it I’m still trying to figure out).
And if I could assign a theme to Advent, this is also what I would name.
For Advent is a time of vigilance, a time of recognizing how much all of life matters, a time (as Virginia Woolf might have put it) of recognizing that “behind the cotton wool is hidden a pattern.”
Advent is not a time to sleep unaware.
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