“Rest in God, dear boy. Rest in God.”
– W.H. Auden
Advent Outpost from the Backporch (#1)
My wife and I started an Advent neighborhood get together last year; soup, wine, bread, cheese, poetry, stories, hymns, and children bellowing. A eucharist of sorts, but more with an ancient turn to honoring both the light in the darkness, and the darkness itself. Due to Covid this will not be happening this year.
So I am attempting to put the spirit of what I experienced in that neighborhood Advent get together into a Contemplify Advent series. Something not churchy, but more in line with the wonder of seeing a coyote’s hideout in my neighborhood park or the clang of Mystery’s one hand clapping while the other hand tries not to spill the wine. I trust you already know where to receive the traditional advent fare and those blessed gospel texts that nestle in and embrace the Advent season. Consider this your backporch Advent outpost. A slipping out of doors to howl in the darkness and toast the light.
I’ve asked a few friends to stop by and offer a few words. In this first Advent outpost, I begin with a story and reflection, then I pass the mic to the poet Todd Davis who shares a poem from his book In the Kingdom of the Ditch. And contemplative teacher Beverly Lanzetta closes us out with a prayer titled “Canticle of Silence” from her forthcoming book A Feast of Prayers.
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