34 “Watch out! Don’t let your hearts be dulled by carousing and drunkenness, and by the worries of this life. Don’t let that day catch you unaware, 35 like a trap. For that day will come upon everyone living on the earth. 36 Keep alert at all times. And pray that you might be strong enough to escape these coming horrors and stand before the Son of Man.”
Luke 21:34-36
Dear God, if my wife weren’t Catholic I would have no idea that this is the last day of the liturgical year, but now I know that we are about to start over with the beginning of Advent tomorrow. So before I get into worshipping you for your incarnation, life, death, and resurrection for the next month, I want to spend one last day in this liturgical year. I want to think about how my 2025 lines up with being aware and not allowing my heart to be dulled.
The interesting thing about this year is that it saw some of my best successes and, simultaneously, what I perceive to be my biggest failures at work. We (you) really helped us advance the work we provide now through the addition of a critical service and you helped us lay the groundwork for more expansion and impacting people’s lives in the future. And it all kind of fell into my lap. There was no great and amazing work on my part. I prayed. I followed some prompts. I asked you and others for help. And it all came together. I’m still amazed by it.
I also saw strife at a level I’ve never seen it before. I’ve seen coworkers go through very difficult things in their personal lives and then allow that to seep into the workplace. I’ve seen intolerance. I’ve seen resentment. Even as I type these words (and I’ve had this thought before, but I don’t think I’ve really prayed enough about it), it feels like spiritual attack. Attack on my friends and their personal lives. Attack on our unity as a team. Attack. Oh, Jesus, protect us from these attacks. Use our unity to bind us to you and to each other as we experience life. Be glorified in our work and enter the world through us.
Then I have a boy I’ve been mentoring who has had a really difficult year. I can’t enumerate his struggles in such a public forum, but you know what they are. You know his pain, and the pain his family is experiencing. As a mentor, I feel completely inadequate to love him through this. I don’t know what to do or what he needs from me. But I know he could really use a fresh start. Maybe the Christmas season and Advent can be a fresh start for him. Oh, my Jesus, please make it so for him and his entire family. Don’t let this pain be wasted, but draw them all to you.
I have family struggles. Again, I can’t be too public about it here, but you know what they are. You know it better than I do. You know the pain. You know the pain that has been inflicted upon all of us, uninvited, and you know the pain we’ve caused through our actions (and inactions). Oh, Father, let this be a season of healing. Let this be the end to this season of family pain. Show me my role in helping it to end. Holy Spirit, speak to our hearts.
There is pain in our community. Immigrants are hiding and living with anxiety. American Christians are afraid people are coming for their faith and a woke, liberal wave is coming for their children, and non-Christians are afraid that a red, MAGA wave is coming for their freedom. We all distrust each other. And of course we do. We are all grabbing at power at someone else’s expense. That’s not what Jesus did at all, but it’s our temptation to do that now. Fear drives us either to you in humble prayer, accepting whatever fate you might lead us to for the sake of your world, or it drives us into taking matters into our own hands and using whatever earthly power I can muster to provide for myself. For this Advent, help us to remember what Jesus taught us.
Father, I’m going back to the passage that started this all for me this morning: 34 “Watch out! Don’t let your hearts be dulled by carousing and drunkenness, and by the worries of this life. Don’t let that day catch you unaware, 35 like a trap. For that day will come upon everyone living on the earth. 36 Keep alert at all times. And pray that you might be strong enough to escape these coming horrors and stand before the Son of Man.” Help me to be alert at all times. Help me to be strong enough to deal with the coming horrors the way Jesus did. Give me the strength to correctly stand before you, humble and offering all my love to you and to my neighbors.
I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,
Amen
Luke 19:41-42
41 But as he came closer to Jerusalem and saw the city ahead, he began to weep. 42 “How I wish today that you of all people would understand the way to peace. But now it is too late, and peace is hidden from your eyes.
Luke 19:41-42
Dear God, I’ve taken these two verses out of context because I want to sit with this this morning, but they are part of the Triumphal Entry story:
28 After telling this story, Jesus went on toward Jerusalem, walking ahead of his disciples. 29 As he came to the towns of Bethphage and Bethany on the Mount of Olives, he sent two disciples ahead. 30 “Go into that village over there,” he told them. “As you enter it, you will see a young donkey tied there that no one has ever ridden. Untie it and bring it here. 31 If anyone asks, ‘Why are you untying that colt?’ just say, ‘The Lord needs it.’”
32 So they went and found the colt, just as Jesus had said. 33 And sure enough, as they were untying it, the owners asked them, “Why are you untying that colt?”
34 And the disciples simply replied, “The Lord needs it.” 35 So they brought the colt to Jesus and threw their garments over it for him to ride on.
36 As he rode along, the crowds spread out their garments on the road ahead of him. 37 When he reached the place where the road started down the Mount of Olives, all of his followers began to shout and sing as they walked along, praising God for all the wonderful miracles they had seen.
38 “Blessings on the King who comes in the name of the Lord!
Peace in heaven, and glory in highest heaven!”
39 But some of the Pharisees among the crowd said, “Teacher, rebuke your followers for saying things like that!”
40 He replied, “If they kept quiet, the stones along the road would burst into cheers!”
41 But as he came closer to Jerusalem and saw the city ahead, he began to weep. 42 “How I wish today that you of all people would understand the way to peace. But now it is too late, and peace is hidden from your eyes. 43 Before long your enemies will build ramparts against your walls and encircle you and close in on you from every side. 44 They will crush you into the ground, and your children with you. Your enemies will not leave a single stone in place, because you did not recognize it when God visited you.”
45 Then Jesus entered the Temple and began to drive out the people selling animals for sacrifices. 46 He said to them, “The Scriptures declare, ‘My Temple will be a house of prayer,’ but you have turned it into a den of thieves.”
47 After that, he taught daily in the Temple, but the leading priests, the teachers of religious law, and the other leaders of the people began planning how to kill him. 48 But they could think of nothing, because all the people hung on every word he said.
Jesus longed that the people understood the way to peace. So what is the way to peace? Reading The Communicator’s Commentary: Luke by Bruce Larson, I saw that “the donkey was a symbol of peace in those days. Horses were symbols of military might. Conquering generals came on horses. An ambassador coming on a peaceful mission rode on a donkey. Jesus was an ambassador of peace from the Ultimate Kingdom.”
I found myself wondering an impossible question to answer when I read this passage this morning: What if they had understood and gotten it right that day? What if the Pharisees embraced him and asked what they must do to repent? What if the people ignored Roman rule, the Israelites embraced Jesus as your son/the Messiah, and then took reconciliation with you to the Gentiles? What if everyone cheering and jeering Jesus that day embraced who he was and then started worshipping you with every thing they have and loved their neighbors as themselves? What if?
Of course, it didn’t happen that way. But is there a lesson for your faithful remnant now? As I see Christians striving for political power and influence, I can’t help but wonder if they aren’t making the same mistake the crowds made that day. In my opinion, they are. They do not “understand the way to peace.” Are they embracing reconciliation with you through Jesus? Sure. Are they taking that to the world and ungodly? They probably think so. But I think they see the more expedient path of doing it through power and control, and not the slow, deliberate path of loving one person at a time.
Father, I am reminded of the thing I heard once from John Dickson, that Jesus used (and gave to us to use) four tools, and four tools only, to impact the world around us: Prayer, Service, Persuasion, and Suffering. I don’t pray enough for people. I could probably serve more. My persuasion abilities on the ungodly are weak. And, well, let’s face it, I don’t suffer much. Show me what that means. Show me what it means to worship you through the deliberate acts of worshipping you, but also through the acts of Prayer, Service, Persuasion, and Suffering.
I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,
Amen
Posted by John D. Willome on November 20, 2025 in Luke
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