Hark! My lover comes,
springing across the mountains,
leaping across the hills.
Here he is
behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattices.
It seems to me that Advent is an unfolding, a revealing of God with us ...
as well as a deeper recognition of my need for mercy and the grace of conversion and reconciliation.
I ask the forgiveness of all whom I have offended in my writing and comments on this blog and elsewhere.