Maybe it's just me, but Easter joy has been harder to come by this year.
On Friday, I walked to work. It doesn't seem like news worth noting, but what was significant for me was the almost euphoric freedom I felt in the exercise.
In seminary, I learned that "We must reclaim Advent." The only way to do that is through a vicious mocking of the foolish plebeians around us who sing Christmas carols any time before 11:00 p.m. on Christmas Eve.
As many Covenant readers know, my oldest son is on the autism spectrum. Just this past spring, my younger son was also diagnosed with autism.
The levity of the saints is a lightness that is bright with mirth, heavy with joy, thick with intention and devotion.
When do we get to talk about the Cross again?
When Christian teaching about marriage focuses primarily on the brokenness and hard work of marriage, we are throwing the baby out with the bathwater.
This Advent has been different. The early push to Christmas decorations in the mall and the early rush to Christmas music on the radio grated, if it is possible, a little bit more.