advent journal: listen . . .


Today was dark and cold here in Durham. I drove to work in the dark early this morning and drove home in the dark this afternoon. In between I heard snippets of stories that passed for news that were mostly people yelling. Listening does not often get reported as being significant. Yelling makes for good headlines: yelling at the other side, whoever they are.

Every time I started to try and put in my two cents, I couldn’t find the words. All I could hear were lines from Philips Brooks’ Christmas carol:

how silently
how silently
the wondrous gift is given . . . .

There was a lot of listening going on that first Christmas. Perhaps that was what made room for the Christ child to be born.


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