We come to Advent with many expectations: expectations of ourselves and others; expectations that our current circumstances can’t live up to.
My life needs to be more like a standing yoga pose.
It’s easy for me to forget – as the pastor – that I am also a worshipper.
I haven’t really been feeling very deep lately.
The LORD is the stronghold of my life – of whom shall I be afraid? But fear, we do.
I love the suggestion that hope springs eternal even when the odds and circumstances suggest otherwise.
We all want to be number one.
So we went – and we listened – and we watched. And then we went home. I thought that was it. Boy, was I wrong.
Faithful and loving God, we continue to marvel in your willingness to take our burdens from us.
It’s election day in America. We have much to be thankful for – and much to confess.