Monday 7th December
We tend to refer to all kinds of things as journeys these days and I wonder if it is because we have actually forgotten what journeys mean. I'm always struck by the great journey of the magi. We enjoy comfortable times at advent, but they left comfort behind awestruck at the possibility of a new start. They were no fools. My guess is that they were senior officials and people of great stature in their homelands. The journey involved following a star and avoiding many snares and problems. And by this point in our Advent season, they were on their way.
The old Celtic tradition is full of great prayers for the journey. I guess their journeys were particularly perilous who stop they didn't have the protection of a car or a regular police force. Wherever you are on your journey this advent I hope that this ancient prayer is helpful.
God, bless the path I walk above, God, bless the earth beneath my toes; God, bless me, give to me my love, O God of gods, bless rest, repose; God, bless me, give to me thy love, O God of gods, bless my repose.
Front-line Advent, Steve Morris and Barry Hingston, published by Authentic Media. https://www.eden.co.uk/shop/fr...