1st Sunday Advent B
Lord, make us turn to you; let us see your face and we shall be saved. Psalm 80
Isaiah 63, 16b-17,19b; 64:2-7
God is our Father, Isaiah says, but we wander off, as if we had no father. “Would that you might meet us doing right, that we were mindful of you in our ways.” But the people of his day are “like withered leaves, driven by the wind.”
1 Corinthians 1,3-9
A harmless looking selection of scripture, yet reading on you find that Paul is writing to a troubled church at Corinth, a seaport city filled with upwardly mobile people who want to get ahead in the world. There are factions in the church; people fighting for power and prestige. Some don’t believe in the resurrection of Jesus and their own resurrection.
Yet, Paul still loves them like a father.
Mark 13, 33-37
We are in charge of a house, but it’s not ours. God has a claim on our life, so don’t fall asleep where you live, in your own house, your own family, your own work, your own situation or condition of life. Don’t fall asleep even if everything looks like it’s falling apart. That’s where God comes to all of us–where we are now. That’s when God comes, when things look like they’re falling apart.
Cf. Passionist homilies at www.thepassionists.org
What kind of world is God coming to now?
How are things in your house?