I walked this morning where the frost was thick, marvelling at the transformation that came over the landscape when the sun rose above the trees. Each tiny splinter of white…
Of the many themes that weave through Advent, this good news in particular has been catching my attention: Light gets the last word. Perhaps more than any other season, Advent—at…
“Comfort ye,” the tenor sings, three gentle syllables descending. He pauses to let the grace in the words linger while the orchestra echoes his descending notes as though to highlight…