Showing posts with label Advent 1A. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Advent 1A. Show all posts

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Come, Lord Jesus

In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Even if our spirits are willing, our flesh is weak. It is terribly difficult to subdue, and the things we would not do – the things we hate – those we do. It betrays us again and again. Our flesh is the seedbed of lust, gluttony, and avarice. All our deepest sorrows come from our sins.

The years sweep by and retrospect has little to show but a list of crimes, a catalogue of lies you have told, of promises you have forgotten, of slander that has risen up out of your hearts. Is it any wonder that our families are so broken? That our lives are so complicated? That the prisons are so full?

So too do we see in retrospect the signs of God’s wrath and the temporary character of this earth. Terrorists, earthquakes, divorce, and war all serve as warnings of the judgment to come. Nothing on earth is the same today as it was a year ago. If we get one step forward, we still suffer two steps back. All things are in decay, are dying. We are in constant turmoil and change. Death is having its way. Only the Word of God never changes.

Monday, November 29, 2010

"Behold, Your King Is Coming to You"

In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Who is this?” That is the question that lit up Jerusalem when our Lord entered there at the start of the Passover week. Who was this man who stirred up the crowds so, simply by riding a donkey into town? Who could cause an impromptu hero's parade and have the people shouting his accolades?
Indeed, who is this king who comes riding on a donkey? This is the question the world would love to have answered. And so many have offered their own answers to the question.