Advent Devotional Book 2015
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Journey To Bethlehem An Advent Devotional Book 2015 Caldwell Presbyterian Church 71 Montcalm Street Lake George, NY 12845 A Journey to Bethlehem Dear Friends, This booklet is offered as a companion to deepen your spiritual journey through Advent. In it are devotions offered by members of our church family as well as scripture, spiritual poems, and selected verses of Advent hymns, which are poetry in and of themselves. This compilation is organized in no particular order, except to say a gradual progression from the prophetic voices to the nativity. The beautiful traditional hymns of Advent help pave the way in the early days of Advent, and some of the lesser known verses of familiar Carols are found here. This Advent season, may you be led to new and holy places, all to God’s glory. Prayer: Dear God, come close to me in these days of Advent. In the midst of my to-do lists and flurrying about and busyness this time of year, help me to pause each day and to listen for your still small voice of calm. Quiet in me any thoughts but your own for a few sacred moments, that I may listen for your word, grow in faith, and experience a deeper sense of your coming light, in the name of Jesus, the child of Bethlehem, I pray, Amen. -Ali Trowbridge Isaiah 40:1-11 40 1Comfort, O comfort my people, says your God. 2 Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and cry to her that she has served her term, that her penalty is paid, that she has received from the LORD’s hand double for all her sins. 3 A voice cries out: “In the wilderness prepare the way of the LORD, make straight in the desert a highway for our God. 4 Every valley shall be lifted up, and every mountain and hill be made low; the uneven ground shall become level, and the rough 5 places a plain. Then the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, and all people shall see it together, for the mouth of the LORD has spoken.” 6 A voice says, “Cry out!” And I said, “What shall I cry?” All people are grass, their constancy is like the flower of the field.7 The grass withers, the flower fades, when the breath of the LORD blows upon it; surely the people are grass. 8 The grass withers, the flower fades; but the word of our God will stand forever. 9 Get you up to a high mountain, O Zion, herald of good tidings; lift up your voice with strength, O Jerusalem, herald of good tidings, lift it up, do not fear; say to the cities of Judah, “Here is your God!” 10 See, the Lord GOD comes with might, and his arm rules for him; his reward is with him, and his recompense before him. 11 He will feed his flock like a shepherd; he will gather the lambs in his arms, and carry them in his bosom, and gently lead the mother sheep. In Search of our Kneeling Places In each heart lies a Bethlehem, an inn where we must ultimately answer whether there is room or not… This Advent let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that the Lord has made known to us. In the midst of shopping sprees let’s ponder in our hearts the Gift of Gifts. Through the tinsel let’s look for the gold of the Christmas Star. In the excitement and confusion, in the merry chaos, let’s listen for the brush of angels’ wings. This Advent, let’s go to Bethlehem and find our kneeling places. -Ann Weems, Kneeling in Bethlehem Luke 1:26-38 The Birth of Jesus Foretold 26 In the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent by God to a town in Galilee called Nazareth, 27 to a virgin engaged to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David. The virgin’s name was Mary. 28 And he came to her and said, “Greetings, favored one! The Lord is with you.” 29 But she was much perplexed by his words and pondered what sort of greeting this might be. 30 The angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. 31 And now, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you will name him Jesus. 32 He will be great, and will be called the Son of the Most High, and the Lord God will give to him the throne of his ancestor David. 33 He will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of his kingdom there will be no end.” 34 Mary said to the angel, “How can this be, since I am a virgin?” 35 The angel said to her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; therefore the child to be born will be holy; he will be called Son of God. 36 And now, your relative Elizabeth in her old age has also conceived a son; and this is the sixth month for her who was said to be barren. 37 For nothing will be impossible with God.” 38 Then Mary said, “Here am I, the servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word.” Then the angel departed from her. Fra Angelico’s Annunciation (ca. 1450) Blessings? And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn. (Luke 2:7) Mary was very pregnant. Ordered to return home by an uncaring government, she arrived on the back of a donkey, only to find there was no room for them and they would have to stay in the stable. Still, we hear no words of complaint from the parents-to-be as they prepared to receive this special blessing. *** As a clergy family with small children, Christmas busyness often came to us in spades! There was, however one particularly memorable Christmas for our family. Tom was attending seminary in Louisville at the time, and serving as student pastor at a church 20 miles outside Louisville. JoEllen was working at a local hospital and the Steve and Jennifer were two and five years old. The church had a midnight Christmas worship service so in the best of conditions we would arrive home around 2AM, with toys yet to put together, gifts to wrap and place under the tree. After the service, on this special night, there were borrowed choir robes to return to a church in a nearby town. You can ask JoEllen about the cow she hit that night and the (no) thanks she got from the other church’s choir director when they opened the door to find the robes lying on the floor in a state of disarray. The kids, of course, had slept through the night and were up bright-eyed and eager at 5:30AM Christmas morning. The brightness of their eyes contrasted with the bleary ones of JoEllen and Tom. Our little one’s joy helped us put aside our frustration, and focus, like Mary and Joseph on the blessings of the day. How will we each choose to deal with the distractions of the season this year? Blessings from Tom and JoEllen Parsons O Come, O Come, Emmanuel O come, O come, Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer Our spirits by Thine advent here Disperse the gloomy clouds of night And death's dark shadows put to flight. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, Desire of nations, bind All peoples in one heart and mind; Bid envy, strife and quarrels cease; Fill the whole world with heaven’s peace. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. Isaiah 9:2-7 2 The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who lived in a land of deep darkness—on them light has shined.3 You have multiplied the nation, you have increased its joy; they rejoice before you as with joy at the harvest, as people exult when dividing plunder. 4 For the yoke of their burden, and the bar across their shoulders, the rod of their oppressor, you have broken as on the day of Midian. 5 For all the boots of the tramping warriors and all the garments rolled in blood shall be burned as fuel for the fire.6 For a child has been born for us, a son given to us; authority rests upon his shoulders; and he is named Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. 7 His authority shall grow continually, and there shall be endless peace for the throne of David and his kingdom. He will establish and uphold it with justice and with righteousness from this time onward and forevermore. The zeal of the LORD of hosts will do this. When the Season is Truly Here “Behold, I bring you tidings of great joy” the ageless Christmas story, the tradition carried from generation to generation, that is the Christmas season for me. Lighting the candles on the Advent wreath, and singing the hymns bring me the warmth and joy of the season. Among my favorite Christmas carols are; The First Noel, Good Christian Men Rejoice, Angels We Have Heard On High and In the Bleak Mid-Winter.