Advent.

One of my favorite poets sent this to me yesterday.

I’ve followed many a shiny 

star

into many a stinking stable

to find it

empty

Leaving, I look back-

Wait!

A streak of light

on a strand of straw

bids me stop,

look,

listen.

My friend, Lyn Brakeman has taught me so much about the gospel . . . you can read her blog here. 

 

She put me in the perfect frame of mind to be completely touched by the Crossroads Community Church Christmas pageant last night. What a delight.

We all have our idols. We always will. Be it shoe or sequined hat, it jazzes us, it’s the way we were designed. . . but the gospel sits quietly waiting for us to open her, and she’s quite the package. Best part? She’s for all of us, without reserve. Now that’s a gift.