within the season of advent (the waiting and preparing for jesus) there is a movement…here’s what i think that movement is.
coming…there is anticipation. brokenness, regret, shame, hurt, mourning…realization that something more must happen. a presence that will restore, heal, comfort, make whole. we look for it, we plead for it, we build it’s coming as the salvation from that which caused us to look for it in the first place.
confronting…here it is. that presence sought…it’s staring you in the face, it invades your mind and consumes your heart. what now? what do i do with it? it’s here. how will i respond. “no that’s not what i was looking for”, “really looking for something a bit different”, “do you have anything in green”, “that’s it…it’s not what i expected but it is radiant, beautiful, sacred”.
converting…the letting go of anger, bitterness, disappointment, apathy, blame. the embrace of grace and peace and justice and mercy. i have left this old way behind and i cling to a new way. i see differently, i feel differently, i think differently. the old is gone the new has come…my reality is now seen/understood so much differently.
consoling…so i have changed…but everything around me remains. there is still hurt, disappointment, anger, brokenness in this world. life is hard, temptation remains, though i have embraced this new way of jesus i hurt for a world that is as i was…
celebrating…with gratefulness and humility and passion and generosity because hope has replaced hopelessness…life is now abundantly meaningful…words and thoughts and actions are now sacred offerings of love.
i face ____…i am offered a different path…i begin to step down that path…as my worldview changes i hurt for what remains…my affection for he who saves pours out into a holy gift.
i find that i return to this cycle often. when i hurt, when i fail, when i need a new touch a new breath a new awareness. i want to remain in this rhythm…to become lost in it…to always find myself in advent.