Bonhoeffer on Advent

As we begin this new church year, it strikes me that there are a number of ways to “do Advent.” We tend to stick to a handful of narratives to help us prepare, and that’s fine. We focus on preparing to remember and celebrate Christ’s birth among us as the Word made flesh in Bethlehem. We focus on his return in triumph on the last day. The cosmos waited for God’s appearance in Bethlehem. The cosmos continues to wait for the end of the age. It is this waiting that Dietrich Bonhoeffer illustrates beautifully.

A prison cell, in which one waits, hopes — and is completely dependent on the fact that the door of freedom has to be opened from the outside, is not a bad picture of Advent.

From a letter, written from prison, dated 21 November 1943.

Moving Day

This post represents the initial migration of my blog from its former home, Old School Confessional, hosted with Blogger. I’m moving because I find that WordPress offers me more functionality and a cleaner interface.

I have no plans to move what I’ve done there over here. I’m making a clean break. I have no plans to delete that blog, either. This may change in the future, but it is what it is for now.