Waiting or Catching Up
Every year as we enter the season of Advent I ask myself, “For what are we waiting?” I mean, I know that in one sense we are remembering a story and that the story begins with people waiting for a child to be born. But on a deeper level I think our waiting is real and that it is about what is happening right now. There is something we want and need that is not yet here. Or here but not here at the same time. Or only here in glimpses, in fits and starts. There is so much that is not right, not suffused with Love, not all the way alive.
Are we waiting for Jesus to come back and “get it right” this time?
I find myself saying that we are waiting for Love to burst into the world once again.
And then I wonder why we are waiting if we are indeed the body of Christ and if the Spirit of the Living God dwells within us. Is
really the right move?
So, it is with these questions roiling around inside me, that I turn to the
, to Mary’s hymn of praise. I want us to try to see anew what she was saying and ask what this has to do with us now. What is the Word of God for us in her words?
I hope I get to see you Sunday, so we can ponder all these things together.
Yours in the questions,