[RadCast] Advent (2 Samuel 7)

God is faithful, as seen in this long setup to the divine punchline from David to Mary, from Alpha to Omega.


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[RadCast] Advent (Psalm 126)

[RadCast] Advent (Psalm 126)

Joy gives us context for our temporary suffering. Songs of redemption give us complete lyrics for fighting injustice. James L. Mays wrote “The agony and the ecstasy belong together as the secret of our identity.”

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[RadCast] Advent (John 1)

Leave it to ol’ John the Baptist, the camel hair wearing consumer of locusts and wild honey, to know who he is and who he’s *not*. Is the same true of me? Advent gives us time to reflect on the deep mystery of a coming Messiah and our place in His Kingdom. Watch, share, be encouraged.



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[RadCast] Advent Joy! (1 Thessalonians 5:16-24)

Advent reminds us of the joy we have now as we anticipate Christ’s return. It’s a good way to live.


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[RadCast] Advent #10 (Isaiah 61)

Injustice is upside down, so God comes to make justice upside up. The mission you and I are on today is joy!


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Advent Snow

Snow imposes what Advent intends to do: slow us down, help us see things from a different light, live in the now and look forward in hope.  Peaking at 27 miles an hour on a freeway has a spiritual effect on us.  If nothing else, it reminds us to pay attention (!), which is what Jesus told us to do regarding His second coming.

I’m in my office, watching the snow gently invade as I listen to that mad genius of the piano Vince Guaraldi.  This audio/visual Advent joy is perfectly layered with this Advent quote from Joan Chittister’s book The Liturgical Year.  And she writes:

“Advent relieves us of our commitment to the frenetic in a fast-paced world.  It slows us down.  It makes us think.  It makes us look beyond today to the “great tomorrow” of life.  Without Advent, moved only by the race to nowhere that exhausts the world around us, we could be so frantic with trying to consume and control this life that we fail to develop within ourselves a taste for the spirit that does not die and will not slip through our fingers like melted snow.”

Life in a snow globe, with the Guaraldi jazz trio, with the words of a fellow sojourner who seeks to live the liturgical life, plus the Word made flesh — that’s a good Advent morning to ya.   Indeed Christmas is coming…



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Dads: How To Help the Kids Christmas Shop For Mom

It’s that time of year when Dads like me have the unique job of helping the younger kids get Christmas gifts for their mom.  My kids are young enough to not have jobs but old enough to eat like grown men, which means this is already costing me a small fortune.  Now I have to give them money to buy things for their mom.  But it’s worth it.

The conversation during the car ride to the store goes a little like this:

Dad: Okay, kids, we’re going to the store to get your mom something for Christmas.

Kid: I want Fallout 4 for Christmas.

Other Kid: Yes, and I’d like a dog.  Or a cat.  But not both because that would be absurd.

Dad: Yes, it would be absurd.  But remember that our job right now is to get a gift for your mom for Christmas.

Kid: I only have five bucks.

Other Kid: I just spent five bucks on M&M’s and Combos yesterday.  They’re all gone, so I guess she’s not getting that.

Dad: Don’t worry, I’ll help you pay for it (translation: I will pay for all of this).

Kid: Well… Hey!  We could Mom a new TV!  OH THAT WOULD BE AWESOME FOR GAMING.

Other Kid: Yeah, or a cat.  Or dog.  Yeah, mom would like a dog.

Dad: I… think you’re both projecting a little bit here.  The point is to get something for your mom that she’ll really like.

Kid: I got it — candles.  Like 40 candles.

Other Kid: I bet she’d like ice cubes.

Dad: Thankfully this store sells both.

It all worked out.  They chose (****************REDACTED******************) and a (*******REDACTED********) that I think she’ll really like.

By the way, they were this close to blowing the whole thing because when we got home they carried the bags into the house, as they always do, and put them right in her eyesight. Had we wrapped them yet?  Of course not.  Avert your eyes, my love.  Your children have done well, and they love you very much, but Christmas isn’t yet.

I do like being a dad.  I really do.  And no, we didn’t get the ice cubes.

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