Advent and stones?
What might the connection be between dry, dusty stones and the restoration of a hopeless, weary world? You might think this an oddly-timed question, especially as we’re all racing here and there, revved up for that “moooost wonderful time of the year.” You know, “the hap-happiest season of all.” Well, with all due respect to Andy Williams, as with much that God has for us, things are not always as they seem.
“Advent tells us that one night all heaven broke loose and earth was never the same,.. there are now fault lines running through our hopelessness. (And,) underneath (it’s hard) shell, subversive grace moved in and has been quietly building a whole new world in dazzling, gem-like Technicolor. It is there crying out, whether we see it or not as we wait on the platform”
Sharing an insightful commuter’s meditation written by my daughter, Ginny, that – as you crack it open – I hope will encourage you.
Merry Christmas!
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