To confess is to declare, to avow, to acknowledge. It can mean
owning up to faults and failings, and, in the extreme, to crimes. Or it can
mean owning one’s faith and conviction. “Here I stand. I can do no other,” is a
confession of faith.
My confession today is more the owning up kind: I confess that it’s
my birthday and I don’t want to write anything for Advent. So there. Maybe
tomorrow’s word will inspire. Maybe tomorrow will inspire. Maybe.
As for today, I’m going to skip the writing in favor of some
running … and then I’m going to drink a glass of birthday wine with my beloved.
That last piece – a glass of wine with my beloved – is a confession of the
other kind: a word of faith and conviction. Here I stand – with her. I can do
no other.
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