It’s quiet here. This is partly because it is early and partly because all of what surrounds me is God’s creation.
This is a familiar space, both in terms of landscape and the holy place I have found myself in yet again.
There are familiar travelers with me – a few who I have been blessed to share the journey with for years. There are others who either come on occasion or have come for the first time.
All come seeking… a thin place – the place that finds the Holy to be the very air that is breathed, the very sight that is seen, all that is audible.
Waiting…listening….being still and knowing – all to prepare the way of the Lord.
Ah, the blessing of Advent….