Sunday, December 5, 2010

Some Advent Resources

I've been spending quite a lot of time online, looking for quotes, poems, videos, etc. So I thought I'd share a few of my findings with you.

This is a video produced by a local Catholic media studio. 

Advent. from Spirit Juice Studios on Vimeo.

I am a big fan of Mark Driscoll's sermons. He is a pastor out at Mars Hill Church in Seattle, WA. Right now he is going through the Gospel of Luke.

I encourage you to listen to as much as you can, but especially the early sermons on the birth of Christ.

If you are at all into Advent, you should subscribe to's Advent Newsletter. This is a great way to read the appropriate Scriptures for the season.
Click here for a link to subscribe.

I will close with two poems by John Donne. Interestingly, they run in succession. Notice the last line of the first and the first line of the second.


Salvation to all that will is nigh;

That All, which always is all everywhere,
Which cannot sin, and yet all sins must bear,
Which cannot die, yet cannot choose but die,
Lo, faithful virgin, yields Himself to lie
In prison, in thy womb; and though He there
Can take no sin, nor thou give, yet He will wear,
Taken from thence, flesh, which death's force may try.
Ere by the spheres time was created, thou
Wast in His mind, who is thy Son and Brother;
Whom thou conceivst, conceived; yea thou art now
Thy Maker's maker, and thy Father's mother;
Thou hast light in dark, and shutst in little room,
Immensity cloistered in thy dear womb.


Immensity cloistered in thy dear womb,

Now leaves His well-belov'd imprisonment,
There He hath made Himself to His intent
Weak enough, now into the world to come;
But O, for thee, for Him, hath the inn no room?
Yet lay Him in this stall, and from the Orient,
Stars and wise men will travel to prevent
The effect of Herod's jealous general doom.
Seest thou, my soul, with thy faith's eyes, how He
Which fills all place, yet none holds Him, doth lie?
Was not His pity towards thee wondrous high,
That would have need to be pitied by thee?
Kiss Him, and with Him into Egypt go,
With His kind mother, who partakes thy woe.

--John Donne (1572-1631)

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