The final week of Advent is about the arrival of that which cannot be measured in our own advancement. Though we will move and be moved, we will find our being in such a love (Acts 17), ultimately there is a single horizon in Jesus’ newly opened eyes.

To take the “us versus them” down to the bare bones. To the studs. To the foundation.

To shred the selfish ends of what we sometimes call love when we haven’t been given a proper peek at the alternative.