Liturgically speaking anyway.  Taking a little break from blogging tomorrow, and then will begin my annual disicpline of reflections for Advent.

Oddly in recent weeks I have been experiencing 'flashbacks' to what was going on three years ago.  Nothing disturbing or distressing, just a keen sense of the way that sometimes time and space collapses (or seems to anyway).  Three years ago was the start of the last RCL year A, which will begin again on Sunday, so maybe there is something of the 'ever-circling years' that bring us nearer to the source and telos of hope - the new creation.

Three years ago the darkness felt very deep and threatening; hope was a flickering reed guarded by the servant of God who defies discouragement.  This Sunday I will be reflecting on what we might mean when we speak of 'walking in the light', and doing so from a very different, and much brighter, lighter place.  Yet it is also the same place, as Advent 1 turns our gaze backwards and forwards in time whilst being firmly rooted here and now.

I love Advent, and am really looking forward to the familiar-unfamiliar journey that will propel me to Christmas once more.