May I speak in the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve had a week where I feel like my nets are empty. A week where I’ve worked all night and yet my nets are empty. Where I’m hungry and tired and I feel like I’m getting nowhere.
I wonder where you’re at this morning. Calm, serene, joyful, chilled, tired, anxious, stressy. We’ll all be in different places, different spaces.
The focus of my sermon today is trying to help us think about being more contemplative in our lives – I’ll unpack later what I mean by that – but to start, take a deep breath – maybe two and relax. Be present to this time and this moment.
God comes to us. That is the message of Advent, and the message of Christmas: God comes to us. That’s really all I have to say today, but being a preacher I’ll say it for quarter of an hour.
Advent is one of my favourite seasons of the church’s year. I’m an outwardly-focussed extrovert, born in July and happy in bright spaces, but my inner self is more introverted, more melancholy, more attune to existential issues.