It’s the day before Advent 1, do you know where your candles are?
This year I do, because I was smart enough to buy two boxes last year. But there have been many Advent Eves when I had to find them myself or pray that a Deacon remembered.
On this first Sunday of Advent, we’re contemplating the apocalypse (a non-Zombie version) at the same time the world is screaming “Christmas shopping! Christmas shopping!!!” How do we keep hearts and minds on Jesus when the more interesting story seems to be a lady pepper-spraying other customers at Wal-Mart in order to get her an X-Box?
Meanwhile, at my house, it still feels like Thanksgiving, and if you stick around for lunch time, I can promise turkey sandwiches. Here in the liminal space of the Saturday before Advent, we will get our sermons written. Or maybe Sunday for some of you, but let’s try, anyway. After all the first Sunday in Advent is Hope.