December 3, 2018

I’m writing this on the eve of Advent Day 2. Today was Advent Day 1…and it was a very full and wonderful day.

And I am very, fully, wonderfully tired.

At the end of this day, after a morning of Advent 1 Worship; after an afternoon spent with a friend at the movie theater; after dinner at the home of church members, I came home, brewed a cup of tea. And I opened the bag Wendy handed me this morning.

The bag contained CDs she bought for me at a concert she attended Saturday night at a church here in Fayetteville. David Phelps singing Christmas music, traditional and original. I put one in the stereo and sat down on the couch to just listen.

Music carries the Word of God to my ears in a way that is almost always refreshing and inspiring…or, like tonight, in a way that is also relaxing and untangling. There is something about scripture and sacred story paired with musical notes and various instruments that brings new insight to the pondering what it is to respond with obedience to God’s word.

The scripture for today comes from Isaiah 1.

10 Hear the word of the Lord,
   you rulers of Sodom!
Listen to the teaching of our God,
   you people of Gomorrah!
11 What to me is the multitude of your sacrifices?
   says the Lord;
I have had enough of burnt-offerings of rams
   and the fat of fed beasts;
I do not delight in the blood of bulls,
   or of lambs, or of goats.

17   learn to do good;
seek justice,
   rescue the oppressed,
defend the orphan,
   plead for the widow.