The miracle of Advent is most simply named, Emanuel, God-with-us, Christ-in-us. I, for one, can’t wait to see the artfully designed, yet unpredictable beauty of God’s hiddenness, God’s mystery, revealed in each one of us.
By Bob Yoder, campus pastor THIS WEEK’S THEME: “Oh, That You Would Reveal Your Hope” THIS WEEK’S SCRIPTURES: Isaiah 64:1-9 | Psalm 80:1-7, 17-19 (3) | 1 Corinthians 1:3-9 | Mark 13:24-37 WELCOME: Welcome to Goshen College’s online devotionals for the 2014 Advent season! Our theme this year, taken from the Mennonite Church USA and Mennonite Church Canada worship resources found in … Keep reading »
Beginning Nov. 24 (the Monday prior to the first Sunday in Advent) and culminating on Christmas Day, Goshen College students, faculty and staff will provide weekday reflections based on lectionary Scripture passages.
The angels have spoken: Christ has come. The bread has been made. The wassel has been shared. May we, this day of celebration and hope, find the space to “rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing.”
Psalm 148 exalts not only God’s omnipresence, but the authority of God over things like beasts in the depths, the moon and sun, the stars and the rulers of the earth.
Advent – this time that marks of the coming of God into this world through the incarnation of his Son – revives our hope.
Can we not trust that the One who wrote and produced the greatest story ever told will send us the direction and help we need to follow the plans God has for our lives? May you find comfort today in knowing our God is big enough to make a sure path for you. May the One who directed the details of the Advent story continue to tell the good news through us who seek to follow and obey.
Could you imagine greeting everyone you see with Paul’s beautiful salutation to the Romans?
But with God all things are possible! There has to be enough! This child, this fluttering of wondrous life will come whether there is money or not. Because life comes.
O, Ahaz! Scion of the house of David. You’re like the part of me that loves the forms of faith, but shies from the substance of it. You want to be taken care of, but cannot bring yourself to trust what you cannot see.