In the beginning, there was the
Word
Advent marks the beginning of a
new church year. Pause, smell the air…do
you sense an aroma hovering like when you sit in a new car? Or does the air smell more like stale pumpkin
pie and leftover turkey that you can’t believe is still in your
refrigerator? I mean, how many
sandwiches can one person eat? What is
in the air you breathe? What is in your
heart right now? Does it feel like you
are starting a new chapter or just a continuation of the same story that feels
stuck and stymied in your life right now?
Maybe it is a bit of both?
On Sunday and yesterday, I
encouraged you to find a word to carry to the manger/stable/ Bethlehem this
year. Maybe today, you are still trying
to find a word for Advent. A few
questions to ponder with your word you selected so far.
Do you sense excitement or
exhaustion in your life right now?
Do you feel hope or hanging on
by a thread today?
Where do you feel like Elizabeth
– pregnant with possibility, and where do you feel barren or dealing with pain?
Of course, only having one
word to describe the beautiful complexity that is you can be an exercise in
frustration. We are multitudes; many
words roam around within us. Many words
want to take up residence or pitch a tent in our minds, refusing to leave. You may need more than one word. You could fill up a page trying to express
all that is swirling in you.
Last week, I offered you this
list as possible words to carry in the backpack of your life to Bethlehem. You may want to light a candle of “Hope”
today as you read these words ~ and I pray this lets loose your imagination:
- Jesus
- Christ
- Bethlehem
- Manger
- Shepherds
- Angels
- Mary
- Joseph
- Incarnation/God-in-the-flesh
- Advent/waiting/wandering
- Wise
Ones
- Frankincense
and Myrrh or Gifts
- Peace
- Joy
- Faith
- Hope
- Love
- Emmanuel: A name for Jesus,
meaning "God with us".
Remember that lighting a candle
called hope is an act of resistance in a world where the headlines object, our
rational minds reject, and our heartlines project a different truth. You may feel your inner defense attorney yell
out that such a word should not even dare be spoken today. Hope is always vulnerable, like a baby lying
in a manger. Hope is always foolish,
like shepherds crying out good news to anyone who would stop to listen. Hope is persistent because God isn’t finished
yet. God continues to sing from barns to
this day. Do you hear what I hear? What word is crying out for you to carry to
the manger this year? With God’s hope to
enfold and hold you this week. Amen.

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