Come on. It's time to look up.

I've said for most of my adult life that Lent is my favorite season. But lately, advent seems to be winning me over. For 1000 reasons, I love advent--the hopeful waiting, the shelter from the cultural storm of Christmas (Happy birthday Baby Jesus, I hope you like crap!), huddling together in the cold and dark and lighting feisty candles, giving voice to our joy and grief around holiday gatherings. It's just all so good. Guess what? I'd love to control the world. Especially the little one I live in. I love to control things! But I find myself increasingly squeezed by this part time gig. Exhausted, even. And the thought of planning a creative advent season and preaching every week while working on all the other spinning plates led me to give up control. Nice perk, eh? I recently told someone that four years ago, I invited folks to gather as Humble Walk and I have been following them every since. Sometimes, you need to remind  me.

I asked Justin if he would gather folks and plan the season. And then that crew can just tell me what to do and where to be. You know what I love? That he said, "Heck ya!" and then put out the invite. Know who showed up to our awesome dive bar on a Monday night to plan a kickass advent season? Musicians, artists and theology students. What on earth, people. That's just amazing to me.

It is going to be a trip. Here is a glimpse... Advent 1: Images. Signs and wonders and fig tree. Advent 2: Sounds. What does it sound like when valleys are made low? Advent 3: Language. We get to re-translate John the Baptist's rant. Brood of Vipers=Bunch of Assholes. Advent 4: Action. Mary's visit to Elizabeth naturally leads us to the Humble Walk Office Christmas Party.

Come on. It's time to look up.