Tag: Advent


Becoming so as to Awaken in Advent


The struggle to “become” God’s hope for us is not an easy one. One so often feels so alone, so stuck. When I saw this sculpture in a local art gallery, I was struck by how it expresses what it so often feels like to be alive and to struggle...

the gift of an experience


A bunch of new friends came to Little Bird Farm this week to discuss life. I had made this new tea pot (seen above) and another friend had made these new cups.  So we seven celebrated creativity and had a big tea with hot corn bread, marmalade and honey.  We...

God’s Smoldering love


Russian Sage boarders many of the fields of Little Bird Farm here in New Mexico.  Its silvery-green stalks and lavender-colored flowers give fragrance to the air and color to the land.  It has a mystical quality as well – something ancient and cleansing.  White Sage is most commonly bundled for...

An Advent Prayer


In these last days of Advent, guide me to this child careening towards me. Prepare my heart for this welcome salvation. Make my soul a stable. Make my heart a cave. Remind me that something wonderful is about to happen. Don’t let the busyness of the season destroy the silent...

advent intimacy


Jesus was born in a stable or a cave, we know that.  But we do not know what time of the day or night Jesus was born. It may sound like an insignificant detail, but I want to know. My inner child wants to know.  I mean, I have written...

shine


“Restore us, O God; let your face shine, that we may be saved.” Says our psalm today – three times in such a short passage.  Over and over and over again.   “Restore us, O God; let your face shine, that we may be saved”   Joseph.  Could he sense...

John and Farouk in Advent


Let’s say that the average, run-of-the-mill guy in Iraq were given a pen and paper and asked to write about the average run-of-the-mill American.  As an American man, I expect that when I read what the Iraqi guy wrote I would disagree.  I would read his writing and I would...

they should not meet for coffee…


That God would reconcile with humanity and the sentient beings of this planet by choosing to insert Herself into our time, never ceases to astound me with wonder.  Poor John The Baptist.  No wonder he went around screaming and ranting.  Though I expect he got still when he saw Jesus....

birds and questions


One of my favorite things about the early Renaissance paintings is their use of birds.  Here the angel Gabriel is about to have a chat with Mary about the whole upcoming manger situation.  It’s a bright sunny day with birds chirping and Mary off-image in a corset and busy knitting...

the blue feather


Wings rustle in the Advent night of Jesus’ coming. The Angels are restless. They look calm because that is there job- all serene and quiet. But you can tell they are all nearly bursting from their white robes with excitement that He would go to Them. Their blue wings quiver...