Speaking of Advent waiting

December 9, 2012 — 1 Comment

The house lights go off and the footlights come on.
Even the chattiest stop chattering as they wait in darkness for the curtain to rise.
In the orchestra pit, the violin bows are poised. The conductor has raised his baton.

In the silence of a midwinter dusk, there is far off in the deeps of it somewhere a sound so faint that for all you can tell it may be only the sound of the silence itself.
You hold your breath to listen…The extraordinary thing that is about to happen is matched only by the extraordinary moment just before it happens.

Advent is the name of that moment… if you concentrate just for an instant, far off in the deeps of yourself somewhere you can feel the beating of your heart.
For all its madness and lostness, not to mention your own,
you can hear the world itself holding its breath.

Frederick Beuchner

2012 10 18 002

One response to Speaking of Advent waiting

  1. 

    OH, Annie, thanks for sharing this. it captures so perfectly the essence of Advent and in a way I hadn’t thought of before.

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