Perhaps in a Spirit of Advent, I found myself waking this morning looking for (wanting) something. Perhaps it is something I want to feel, to find again. Or, perhaps, it is something I want to know, that I haven't yet discovered.
Under the unusual blanket of cold this particular morning, it seems like a kind of silence has descended. A silence over me, in me.
...almost like something is coming, but not quite here. And, yet, as I reflect with the benefit of several passages of Scripture, I realize that what is coming has, in another way, already come. It is in such a silence as this that I am able to know...His coming IS.
