In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.
I have written on these pages about the lightning suddenness of God’s appearing. Meanwhile, winter can be quiet and cold as we wait for the hot breath of an angel’s whisper or the streak across the sky showing us the way to Christ.
I grew up in a winter land, 50 miles south of the Arctic Circle.
There winter becomes more and more hushed as snow piles on snow.
The day and the night are dark, illuminated by stars and moon, reflected back by fields of ice crystals. It is beautiful and it is very cold.
Seasons in the north can come suddenly and leave just as suddenly. It is hard to predict the first snowfall or the first groans of break up.
This is a land where it helps to have a waiting nature.
It helps to have a fluid expectation.
It helps to be ready for surprise!
These are the qualities of a Holy Advent, as well. We know that we are invited to wait, with Mary, with Joseph, with the whole host of angels.
Because we have read ahead-we know who we are waiting for.
But I tell you- be ready for a surprise.
Christ will not be contained in a manger, resting sweetly on a beautiful Christmas card.
Christ will come with power.
Christ will come in glory.
The shepherds know this:
In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. Then an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified.
Luke 2
It is no small thing that our God has come to us, and continues to come each day, each moment.
Let us wait in wonder this Advent
For our God comes with power!
Blessings,
Debra


