I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, December 15, 2018
The Hope of God-With-Us
The Hope of God-With-Us does not come as guaranteed outcome,
or predetermined plan, or promise of a happy ending.
Hope cannot be imposed from
on high.
Hope cannot be
commanded.
The Hope of
God-With-Us is courageous, risky, unfolding, indeterminate.
The Hope of
God-With-Us is collective, liberating us from deadly complacency.
Hope is gestating in
darkness; it comes unexpectedly.
Hope invites our
expectation, and demands our participation.
Prepare the way, for
hope with courage.
May Hope be birthed among,
within, and through us, this Advent.
O Come, O Come,
Emmanuel…
Rev. Anna Blaedel
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Advent
The Season of
difficult Hope
For even though
one has proclaimed the way
Even though one
has shown the way
We are confused
And stumble in
the dark
We are told God
is with us
We are told to
fear not
To have hope
We are told that
God will make a road through the wilderness
But we cannot
even find a pathway
Our lives are
full of the indeterminate and the unexpected
It never seems to
stop
Never
We are assailed
from every side
Cancer
Another large
expense
Words of hate
Harbingers of
fear.
Greed, abuse,
lies
To have hope
seems illogical
Risky
Foolish
Perhaps it is
better to say it is courageous
Faithful
Trusting
And hope is not
received
It is lived
It is does not
come down from on high, with angel wings
But emerges from
the depths of our bowels
From the dirt and
grime, the sweat and tears
It is lived out
Not only in the
words we say,
“Prepare the Way
of the Lord” (Luke et. al)
But in the lives
we live,
“Let us abound in
love” (I Thessalonians)
It is birthed
each time we become aware
Of the advent of
love in our lives
Of the Mystery
that lurks in our souls
Of the love that
in power incarnates
And ultimately
determines who we are
In the face of it
all
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