Incarnation

 

The Incarnation. 

A state of mind, a constant celebration. I think of those who want the trees and lights immediately as not being too far off the mark after all, as the presence of God *is* in fact here, and the Advent meditation on Incarnation is more about our wonder that God should choose to come among us, that he would meet us where we are in this complete and total way. 

Fully present and here among us, if we would just be instruments for God’s peace and love. 

The real focus comes in the whisper of *trust me* from our Creator. Every bit of the language of Isaiah, and the gospel of Mark and Matthew, shows us the light present in the darkness, shows us the impossibility of ne’re-do-wells and sinners as much as saints paving the way for this birth. The need to prepare a way. To make straight God’s path. We’re called into it, into the Incarnation, to become a part of the mystery. To dreams the dreams of Joseph and see as Mary sees, and to say yes to the invitation to be present. 

 In this pandemic it feels as though we’ve all joined some giant waiting room together. Some in the waiting room are more willing than others to see things as they are—as God sees. Some can see or be the angels necessary to straighten the path. I’m practicing daily being here now with you, and to allow my yes to help change the world, each moment of each day.