Thursday, December 1, 2011

first thoughts for Advent

Sometimes God shows up in the expected places. 


In the written Word or through His servants. 


Still, He seeps in through the corners of the world.


In a tree by the river into whose bark one whispers secrets. 


Into the hungry eyes of a homeless woman holding her contented child. 


Into the unmarried womb of a virgin, to take form as the illegitimate Son of Man. 


With His presence He sparks mystery in the ordinary, dignity in suffering sacrifice, 


and endows dignity and glory to shame.




[this tiny stone starts mental avalanches from my kitchen windowsill when i wash dishes]

2 comments:

Sankalp said...

beautiful!

rsctt said...

that stone is cool!

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