Advent Meditation: By the light of the stars
In the first of her meditations for Advent, Leonie Caldecott reflects that what we are stumbling towards in the darkest moment of the year is something worth making an effort for: a God who lives in every nerve and sinew of our human condition
In the first of her meditations for Advent, Leonie Caldecott reflects that what we are stumbling towards in the darkest moment of the year is something worth making an effort for: a God who lives in every nerve and sinew of our human condition
This year, Christmas feels a long way from the starry-eyed expectations of childhood. The upheavals of the pandemic, the sting of personal loss; the beleaguered balance in which the planet hangs. A creeping desertification seems to wrap its cold fingers around the season. The more the world cranks up its campaign for a materially perfect Christmas, the more the disjunct intensifies.
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