What I can’t seem to get past this Christmas season is just how “regular” the Christmas story appears. I mean, of course, it’s not regular—Mary, a virgin, has a baby—it’s definitely high on the supernatural spectrum of things. But Mary and Joseph are...
I want, so I take. I take and consume. I consume and am filled. Yet somehow I am full of dissatisfaction. Dissatisfaction then increases desire. The cycle repeats. If I think what I crave is what I need, then I may be a fool. There will always be something else, something more...
Advent is to Christmas what Lent is to Easter. It’s a period of preparation, of anticipation, of expectation. It has a bi-directional element to it—we look back at Jesus’ entry into humanity (incarnation) and we look ahead to his promised return. Looking back reminds us that...
