Pleated into sacred time

Thursday of the Third Week of Advent

The Lord, the God of gods, has spoken;
he has called the earth from the rising of the sun to its setting.
Psalm 50:1

One daughter is home from college and the other arrives tomorrow. More family members will turn up the next day, and another’s travels will bring him here next week.

I am less prepared than usual, and when I begin to fret about this, my spouse wisely says, “Well, that’s just how it is this year.” And how it is, is that people I love are gathering.

The threads that connect us are being pulled together as we are pleated into this sacred time. We will fold into one another, rearrange ourselves for a measure into a particular configuration that will soon disperse. The connections will remain, transformed again by the voice that spoke the world into being and our witness of the Word born anew.

The Incarnation awaits, already and not yet, as all creation is being drawn to the center. Come, Jesus, come.