With reference to Isaiah 11:1-10 and Matthew 3:1-12
Two weeks ago today, I was on a bus traveling through the barren hills and fertile valleys of the land where Jesus lived. We passed an empty stretch of land, marked only by a few warning signs: Danger – do not enter! Land mines.
Just past the barbed-wire fencing that marked the land mines, we pulled into a parking lot, joining other tour busses, walked past a meeting pavilion with some postcard kiosk and there, over the bank – there it was – the Jordan River. Or, what remains of it.
Each Advent season we get to meet John the Baptist. We get to hear him call for people Continue reading →