Your children are not your children

I finished putting up the Christmas decorations last night and found myself a little sad. My kids are grown now and no amount of ornaments or angels or twinkling lights can bring back those many joyful years of “making Christmas” for the children. But of all the things we did for them throughout the AdventContinue reading “Your children are not your children”

Let it be so

This early 20th-century painting of the annunciation seems to me to transcend time and place. This Mary could be any woman, this angel the messenger of any sort of epiphany— a new wisdom, a haunting reversal, clarity alone in the midnight hours. The sort of inescapable truth about our lives to which we can onlyContinue reading “Let it be so”

Sharing the mystery

This beautiful illustration from the children’s book The Legend of Poinsettia by Tomie DePaola captures everything I love about gathering together this time of year. How the people— young and old alike— enter as one to share the sacred mystery. How they leave behind the proud faces and postures of everyday life to walk humblyContinue reading “Sharing the mystery”

Believer and wanderer

Two Advent offerings for today. First, a poem by Madeleine L’Engle: THE GLORY Without any rhymeWithout any reasonmy heart lifts to lightin this bleak season Believer and wanderercaught by salvationstumbler and blundererinto Creation In this cold blightwhere marrow is frozenit is God’s timemy heart has chosen In paradox and storyparable and laughterfind I the gloryhereContinue reading “Believer and wanderer”