Those in between moments when the sun is rising or setting. Accompanied by the rhythm and splashing of the sea. A sea on which there is one small fishing boat, sailing towards the horizon, afloat on an ocean of possibility.
Standing alone, watching and listening, caught up in the natural movements of the world around, the sense that every day, week or year, we too are afloat on an ocean of possibility.
Advent is the season for both impossible, and new possibilities. The impossible truth of God come amongst us; the adventure of newness as we sail towards new horizons.
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