And excerpt from my recent blog post for Faith + Lead.
A young woman hurries. Looks ahead, behind. Scans the surrounding hills. Startles as birds squawk overhead. Tightens her cloak. Covers herself with her arms.
Something in her body propels her forward. Away from the unknown. Away from the incomprehensible. Away from what feels like possible death.
In a town she finds the door. She knocks but cannot wait. She enters. Calls out to make sure. Latches the door behind her. Breathes. Someone within the house stirs. Calls out. Approaches. Greeting her with warm words like a loving mother. “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb,” Elizabeth exclaims (Luke 1:42 NRSV).
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Jennifer Ohman-Rodriguez 
Beautifully written. December/Advent is a time of grief and reflection for me. Adding in COVID has made it particularly difficult. This passage from Luke is a favorite. One I cling to during this time. You have given me a new way of thinking. Thank you. Linda
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