The gospels give us a picture of life after Easter as being very ordinary: gathering with others, inviting strangers in for a meal, working in our various vocations. It’s ordinary life, and yet it’s shot through with the extraordinary promise that the risen Christ is there…
Advent is a season of the church year particularly associated with waiting. The waiting of the people for a messiah; the waiting of a mother for the birth of her child; the waiting of the heart to be freed. It doesn’t really sound like it would be fun, and yet I love it….