by Prasanta | Nov 30, 2022 | Advent, devotional
The four weeks leading up to Christmas are often referred to as “Advent.” The word “Advent” comes from the Latin word “adventus,” meaning “coming” and is a translation of the Greek word “Parousia,” which refers to the second coming of Christ. The second coming is how...
by Prasanta | Dec 16, 2018 | Advent, Becoming Whole, Change, Family, Freedom, Friendship, Intentionality, Relationships, Time
Perhaps you will be asked if you will be traveling somewhere this Christmas. Perhaps you will be asked what food item you will contribute to an annual potluck. Perhaps others are expecting you to plan an event because you always plan said event. Perhaps you will be...
by Prasanta | Dec 6, 2018 | Advent, Christ, Poetry
“…for who can endure the day of his coming?” ~ Malachi 3:2 When an angel snapped the old thin threads of speech with an untimely birth announcement, slit the seemly cloth of an even more blessed event with shears of miracle, invaded the privacy...
by Prasanta | Dec 24, 2017 | Advent, Poetry
Official first day of winter– the solstice when darkness is bigger, greater, longer than the sun’s extended rays which reach my fingertips eight minutes later than when they first sizzled out of their thermogenic home This electromagnetic radiation reaches the...
by Prasanta | Dec 19, 2017 | Advent, God's Word, Gospel, grace
Something new burned in the sky that night; an astronomical object or some other supernatural phenomenon. Wise men from the east were aware of the usual night sky occurrences, and on this night, they knew something was different. They said later to Herod, after they...
by Prasanta | Dec 14, 2017 | Advent, Jesus, Uncategorized
This song below, called “How Many Kings,” is full of so much meaning. I don’t hear it being played quite as much during the Christmas season, but it’s a lovely one to listen to. Lyrics: Follow the star to a place unexpected Would you believe...
by Prasanta | Dec 12, 2017 | Advent, Hope, Jesus
One year, not too long ago, my kids were participating in a White Elephant gift exchange at a Christmas party. We ended up wrapping a very tiny gift in a small box, and then wrapping that little box in a slightly larger box, and then wrapping that box in an even...
by Prasanta | Dec 23, 2016 | Advent, Poetry, Quotes, Uncategorized
Mary’s Song Blue homespun and the bend of my breast keep warm this small hot naked star fallen to my arms. (Rest … you who have had so far to come.) Now nearness satisfies the body of God sweetly. Quiet he lies whose vigor hurled a universe. He sleeps whose...
by Prasanta | Dec 22, 2016 | Advent, Poetry
Breath When, in the cavern darkness, Jesus opened his small, bleating mouth (even before his eyes widened to the supple world his lungs had sighed into being), did he intuit how hungrily the lungs gasp? Did he begin, then, to love the way air sighs as it brushes in...
