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Showing posts with label Advent 2011. Show all posts

Friday, December 16, 2011

An Advent Life

It's about one week away,..Christmas.  Three weeks of Advent have come and gone.  For all my talk of preparation and waiting, have I waited?  Have I prepared?   There comes a day in every preparatory liturgical season when the awareness washes over me that the event I've been waiting upon stands almost at the door.  It happens to me in Lent, too.

I'm suddenly aware of a season more than half over, and so ill used.  The time is slipping progressively away, and I have so much left to do...prayer, contemplation, self examination. I seem to be convicted of doing more thinking about doing these things, than actually doing them. My prayer beads lay untouched this Advent season.  Three weeks.  Can you believe it? I have not spent enough time in the Word.  I've been too distracted by all the noise in my head from thoughts that I ought to spend more quiet time in the Word, this season...to settle down and do it.  The beads are meant to center me, to hone my focus and rivet it upon him, but they cannot if I leave them untouched, and cold.

He stands at the door and knocks, and I am...dependent upon his grace.  I am unprepared.

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My 45th birthday approaches soon.  Forty-five years have come and nearly gone.  My season is probably a little more than half over.  Have I accomplished what I set out to do?  Have I even decided fully what I wish to set out to do?  

I am unprepared.  I have spent 45 years rushing about, thinking on what I should be doing.  

He stands at the door and knocks.  He will, God willing, be there for many years to come, on the other side of the thin veil of this dust and sweat existence.    Perhaps, this year, this Advent, I will learn to simply open the door, sit a spell with him, pick up the prayer beads in the quiet, and listen to his presence.  

Life is an Advent.  I am dependent upon his grace.  It washes over me and stills my hurried soul.  He is born in me...again.  I am born, and I am redeemed.
~~~~~

He is enough, friends.  We will never be enough; he is more than enough.  Be at Peace.  Be Well.

Pax Christi,
~Michelle

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Saturday, December 10, 2011

Are We There Yet?

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Advent, done well... done intentionally, can get a little heavy, if we aren't careful, can’t it? 

There’s John with the itchy camel hair, handing out warnings, ...and all those empty mangers around.

And all that repentance purple.


That’s what it’s about you know... The purple.  Yes, there’s the royalty thing, but, have you noticed that Advent is, essentially, the same color as Lent?
Repentance.

Of course, Advent is not a full blown penetential season like Lent.  It is more about watching, waiting, preparation, and anticipation.  But, historically, it does have a touch of a penetential character about it.  After all, if we are getting ready for the arrival of our King (in the manger AND again in glory), then we have a little spiritual housecleaning to do.

The Eastern Orthodox have been fasting…no red meat, poultry, meat products, eggs, dairy products, fish, oil, or wine, (except for some  minor changes and Feastdays here and there), for 25 days now,... to be exact.
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It's called the Nativity Fast, or, Philip's Fast.  And you thought you had it bad.  No wonder they love St. Nicholas and his feastday so much.  They need a little FISH, man.

But truly,couldn't we all use a little levity…a little respite, a little….pink? 
Rose, to be precise.


I give you... Gaudete Sunday.

Well, actually, I didn’t give it to you; Rome did.  And then, the rest of us liturgical type Protestants followed suit with a good idea.  We tend to do that.

The day takes its name from the Latin for the first word of the introit for this day in the Roman Catholic mass: Gaudete (Rejoice)!  Notice the rose colored vestments.  On Gaudete Sunday, real men wear pink.  (For a look at a selection of some lovely rose colored vestments, look here and here.)

The Gaudete Sunday Introit comes from Philippians 4:4-6:

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"Rejoice in the Lord always.  
I will say it again; Rejoice!  Let your gentleness be known to all.  
The Lord is near. 
 Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God."
~~~~~


Take a listen to the Gaudete Sunday introit, in Latin, if you are so inclined:

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This Sunday celebrates the coming of our Lord with Joyous anticipation!  The church, in effect, lightens the mood a little.
So light that pink candle on the Advent wreath, serve the kids some ice cream, and…REJOICE!

Now, isn't that a relief?

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God Bless you in your Advent preparations.
He's almost here!

Rejoice!,
~Michelle
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Friday, December 9, 2011

Reflection on Sunday's Reading, Advent 3B : What are We Waiting For?

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John 1: 


"There was a man sent by God whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify to the light, so that all might believe through him.

The true light, which enlightens everyone, was coming into the world. He was in the world, and the world came to being through him; yet the world did not know him. He came to what was his own, and the world did not accept him. But to all who received him, who believed in his name, he gave power to become the children of God, who were born, not of blood or of the will of the flesh, or of the will of man, but of God.


And the Word became flesh and lived among us, and we have seen his glory, the glory as of a father’s only son, full of grace and truth. (v. 6-14) "

John the Baptist again. We can’t shake him can we? He is a persistent Advent visitor... 
Let's keep listening in on St. John's the Evangelist's tale, shall we?...

"John testified to him and cried out, This was he of whom I said ‘He who comes after me ranks ahead of me because he was before me’. From his fullness we all have received, grace upon grace. The law indeed was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ.” (v. 15-16)….


 …'I am the voice crying out in the wilderness; make straight the way of the Lord.'(v.23)…


 …'I baptize with water. Among you stands one whom you do not know, the one who is coming after me; I am not worthy to untie the thong of his sandal.' (v.26)"
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Among you. 


Did you catch that?

Among you…stands one whom you do not know.

Can you imagine it?

Almighty God. Creator of the Universe. The very one who fashioned the human cell. The one through whom quarks came into being. The one who envisioned waterfalls and coral reefs and ….daisies. And made them happen.

Among his creation.
Standing there, in flesh and blood.

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Like us.

Born of a woman, to work for his dinner and sweat and laugh and…hit his thumb with a hammer, maybe.

And touch countless people with hope and healing and...life,... through his earthly ministry.

And take upon himself the sins of the world, in a rather gruesome fashion.

For us. His creation.

It’s remarkable; have you thought about it?

Really…it’s remarkable. We stand in awe, don’t we?...When we really think about it.
~~~~~

He’s almost here…He’s already been here…He is here….
He’s coming again.
We really ought to sweep off the doorstep and polish the mantle…of our souls…. And think about what a wondrous gift it is… What a wondrous gift He is. Don’t you think?

That’s what Advent is all about. 
Preparation…and… Wonder.

Frantic, formidable….
Majestic Wonder.

He stands among us. Do we know him?
Do we know him?
~~~~~


God Bless you in your Advent preparations.
May our Lord touch your heart and soul.
May you carry Him there.

Pax Christi,
~Michelle
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Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Two Flames...

People who can have babies amaze me.  I find them remarkable.  My husband and I spent many years waiting, praying, and hoping.   Then, out of nowhere, we were blessed with a miracle.  After she was born, I silently dared hope again, and waited.  Another never came.  The waiting, though, it shaped me.  The waiting before her…the waiting after her…they gently molded my spirit.

I was rendered someone gentler, less demanding, less arrogant.  I learned that there is something greater than me.  I learned to love the gift…REALLY love the gift.  I learned that the gift is priceless.

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On the second Sunday of Advent, last Sunday, we brought Joseph out.  He joined Mary, the cow, and the donkey in our Nativity scene.  There is no baby yet…he won’t be born until Christmas Eve.  There are no shepherds, because there is no baby for them to come to see.  The wise men?  They won’t arrive until Epiphany.


There are only Mary and Joseph, warmed by the gentle breathing, shuffling, and nighttime noises of the animals.  They are waiting.  Simply waiting….for an immeasurably complex gift.  There is a tiny votive light burning near Mary.  She has life inside…which is,… rather amazing, isn’t it?  She has life inside that will be born to bring us life.  Can you sense the wonder?

We too, are waiting, waiting quietly, eagerly,expectantly.  Sometimes frustrated. Sometimes strangely peaceful...We are waiting in an Advent life. Waiting for Jesus... and the waiting gently shapes us.

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The Collect of the Day:
Second Sunday of Advent
Merciful God, who sent Thy messengers the prophets to preach repentance and prepare the way of our salvation: Give us grace to heed their warnings and forsake our sins, that we may greet with joy the coming of Jesus Christ our Redeemer, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever.  Amen
~Book of Common Prayer

Oh come, oh come, Emmanuel;
Come Lord Jesus...

Pax Christi

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Reflections on Sunday's Reading: Advent 2, Year B (2011)

John the Baptist Prepares the Way

The beginning of the good news about Jesus the Messiah, the son of God, as it is written by Isaiah the prophet"
"I will send my messenger ahead of you,
who will prepare your way-
a voice of one calling in the wilderness;
'Prepare the way of the Lord,
make straight paths for him'.
~Mark 1: 1-8


It’s Advent, week two…John’s week.  
Here we are, each year, resting in the peaceful glow of our first Advent candle…
                              

  ……pondering the delicacies of gold ribbons on evergreen, straw in mangers, and twinkling lights…

And he shows up. 

....With the locusts.  And the camel hair clothing.

Honestly.  It's a bit exasperating.

He doesn’t quite fit.

He’s like a low grade on a midterm exam.  Or a missed stitch in an afghan that was going swimmingly.  He butts into the bliss.  

‘This is serious stuff.  Not to be taken lightly’, says John.


HE is coming. 

…The Prince of Peace.  The Lord of Hosts.  YHWH. The son of God.  
The Christ.

Are we ready?
Do we hear him?  Do we hear John?

The voice of one crying in the wilderness:....
“Prepare the way of the Lord.  Make his paths straight.”

This is serious business.

Pax Christi,
~Michelle
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Sunday, November 27, 2011

One Flame...

The Collect of the Day:
First Sunday of Advent
Almighty God, give us grace to cast away the works of darkness, and put on the armor of light, now in the time of this mortal life in which your Son Jesus Christ came to visit us in great humility; that in the last day, when he shall come again in his glorious majesty to judge both the living and the dead, we may rise to the life immortal; through him who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever.  Amen

~Book of Common Prayer



Oh come, O come Emmanuel…
 …Come Lord Jesus.

  




 From our home to yours…

Wishing you a blessed Advent season.



Pax Christi,
~Michelle



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Saturday, November 26, 2011

Sunday's Reading; Advent 1, Year B (2011)


Mark 13:24-37
Jesus said to his disciples, "In those days, after that suffering, the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light, and the stars will be falling from heaven, and the powers in the heavens will be shaken. Then they will see `the Son of Man coming in clouds' with great power and glory. Then he will send out the angels, and gather his elect from the four winds, from the ends of the earth to the ends of heaven. 

"From the fig tree learn its lesson: as soon as its branch becomes tender and puts forth its leaves, you know that summer is near. So also, when you see these things taking place, you know that he is near, at the very gates. Truly I tell you, this generation will not pass away until all these things have taken place. Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away.

"But about that day or hour no one knows, neither the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. Beware, keep alert; for you do not know when the time will come. It is like a man going on a journey, when he leaves home and puts his slaves in charge, each with his work, and commands the doorkeeper to be on the watch. Therefore, keep awake-- for you do not know when the master of the house will come, in the evening, or at midnight, or at cockcrow, or at dawn, or else he may find you asleep when he comes suddenly. And what I say to you I say to all: Keep awake.
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I don’t know much about eschatology, ....or apocalyptic speculation (other than the fact that this passage advises us not to engage in it)…but, I do know that there is a lot to watch out for, in our generation.  I also know, firsthand, with a daughter on the precipice of adulthood, that our time with our children is short.

  • Out-of-wedlock births in the United States have risen sharply, now accounting for 41% of  babies born last year.  (CDC, Atlanta 2011).   
  • Forty-three percent of US children live without their father (US Department of Census).  
  • An estimated 20.4 million people in the United States used some kind of illicit drug in the past 30 days, according to the latest government statistics.  
  • 1.2 million babies were ripped from their mothers’ wombs in 2008 (Guttmacher Institute, 2011).
  • Young people are expected, by a large segment of their peers, to engage in physical intimacy outside of the marriage covenant, and early in relationships, even when the “relationships” aren’t emotionally intimate....
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There is mistletoe in our oak tree.

Can you see it there?


We’ve known it was there…for years, actually.  It’s been weighing on us, in the backs of our minds.  But, removing it is such a hassle.  And, it’s not that bad.  And the tree is so enormous, that we’ll have to get a professional to get up there, so there is expense involved.  I’m sure, given more time, I could come up with more reasons to delay addressing the situation.


Despite its reputation for Christmas kisses, mistletoe is horrible stuff.  It can suck the life from a grand old tree.  It will, if you let it.  It starts small, and is hard to find, because it blends in.  The more you have of it, the more difficult it is to differentiate the parasite from the authentic tree.  Gradually, it spreads throughout the tree, until, it seems, you have more mistletoe than oak tree.  You can lose trees that way.  
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Modern society is like that mistletoe.
Our children are emerging into a forest of choices. 
Many of them are dark and troubling.

The passage into, and through, adulthood will not be easy.  It is incumbent upon us to equip them for the journey. 

 We must teach them to “keep awake”. 


We must teach them to be on guard against a society that is not God honoring.  We must teach them to “watch” for associations that will not facilitate their growth in righteousness.  


Habits form early.  When children grow up in observant homes, they drink in what occurs around them.  Our hearts follow our actions.  We become what we do.  



“Lex orandi, lex credendi”
As we pray, so we believe.

There are no guarantees.  Our children have their own hearts and minds, but, by immersing them in a home filled with sensory experiences of prayer and worship, of the sacred, we give them patterns for living that will serve them well.  

So, keep your observances rooted in a relationship with God and his Word, but don’t be afraid to keep them.  Make sure that children experience the cycles of the Christian life.   Teach them all the ways in which the traditions and observances of the church are born of, and immersed in Scripture.  Make it meaningful.  Make it Christ-centered. What children see, smell, and hear stays with them, and informs their current, and future, thoughts and decisions.  Go ahead and light the candles, sing the hymns, bake the nativity cake with your children.


They’ll need a firm foundation.


They need all the pruning and bolstering they can get.
'Keep awake; the time is short.'
~~~~~~~

Pax Christi,
~Michelle

Friday, November 25, 2011

Changing Wreaths

It is an interesting oddity, in American Christian homes, that the departure of Thanksgiving, and the approach of Advent, cross paths in the night. 

“Black Friday” finds me, not shopping, but mildly overwhelmed by the confluence of pumpkins, evergreen, and purple candles that has exploded into my living room.  The lingering relaxed state of Thanksgiving, meets the approaching footfall of Advent traipsing up my walk, with a bit of a start. 

It doesn’t leave a lot of time for transition.


But, maybe this is a blessing.  Maybe the point of Advent, is preparation.  After all, Christmas doesn’t arrive for another four weeks, or so.  There is much self-examination, contemplation, ….sweeping out of the spiritual cellar, to be done before our Lord arrives. 

That is sort of the point.

Maybe part of the lesson, in all this, is that no one is really ever prepared.  That's why we needed the free gift of grace,... and grace is the reason that we will survive our human brokenness.  It is why the incarnation was an ineffable event...  It affirms that we have worth, in Christ, even in our humanity.  

So, I suppose I shouldn’t be concerned that there is still a fat orange pumpkin on my hearth, as I set out Mary and Joseph.  Perhaps, sending my daughter out, to the front door, to,…“Take down the Fall wreath and replace it with the Christmas wreath”,…. is a natural transition.  Gratefulness is a wonderful backdrop for gearing up to welcome the greatest gift of all…

Oh Come, O Come Emmanuel...

...Hopefully, by the time you get here, we’ll be ready.
After all, that is the purpose of the Advent season, isn’t it?

Pax Christi,
~Michelle

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Thursday, November 24, 2011

There is Value in the Waiting

The stores are full of Christmas.   Carols are playing; lights are flashing, decorations sparkle.  It’s fast food Christmas.  No need to wait... 

But should we?  Should we wait, prepare, take time to anticipate?

 
The Church has a long history of honoring preparatory seasons.   
Advent is one of them.  This period of observance has developed over centuries for a reason….because it works.  The Church is, after all, made up of people,… centuries of Christians who have bequeathed to us a rich heritage, of traditions that work...

...There is value in the waiting.   

The light shines brighter when you’ve been sitting expectant, awaiting its arrival, in the darkness.  So, as the evenings grow darker and colder, embrace the eclipse of winter.  Be a little counter-cultural.  Put up the manger scene, but hide the baby Jesus away in the sideboard, until Christmas eve, for now.   Ponder the gift.  Experience what it is like to anticipate, to long for, his arrival. 



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Consider assembling an Advent wreath. 

 All it really takes is four candles, and a circle of greenery.  One new candle is lit each of the four Sundays between now and Christmas.  They are best lit in the darkness, so that children, and adults, can sense the wonder…the marvel, of one, then… two, three, four tiny flames permeating the long darkness, with hope for the future. 


 Four candles.  There are four candles to be lit before he arrives.
Ditch the fast food culture, and bask in the anticipation.


Pax Christi,
~Michelle

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Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Ready....Set....


Advent starts this Sunday! 


I pulled out the beeswax candles that I ordered last year.  I'm not too happy with the way the color has dimmed.  But, I'm using them;  good candles are expensive!

Advent is a season of waiting for Jesus.

....It is a time for looking back, to glimpse his arrival in the manger.... looking forward, to remain vigilant for his second coming....and looking within, to welcome his arrival in our hearts.


Keep watch!  He is coming...soon.  What must each of us do to prepare? 

 Watch, for you do not know when the master of the house will come, in the evening, or at midnight, or at cockcrow, or in the morning, lest he come suddenly and find you asleep. ~Mark 13: 35, 36

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

The Light of Christ; Circles of Flame

 
The Light of Christ; Circles of Flame

1972:
I peer over the classroom shelf at the four candles.  They seem so tall; they tower over my five year old stature.  Three purple, one pink, beautiful.  The Kindergarten teacher teaches us the prayer to say as the candle is lit…
Oh come, oh come Emmanuel.  Come Lord Jesus.
It is Hope Week, the first week of Advent.  The manger in our classroom is empty.  Baby Jesus does not arrive there until Christmas.  In church, on Christmas Eve, the young ones will carry him up near the altar and place him in the bed of straw.  We are excited.
One candle is lit each week until his arrival.  We learn that the candles are purple for repentance and to represent royalty in the coming of our King.  They teach us that we are saved by grace.  They teach us that he told us to be Holy.  We cannot save ourselves, but we ought to examine ourselves and prepare to meet our King.  We learn to anticipate his coming.  We learn to wait.  It is Peace week.  Advent is about waiting.


1979:
We sit in the hard wooden pews for chapel.  We are in middle school now, so we can sit farther toward the back, behind the younger ones.  It is a rite of passage.  A Kindergarten student is called forward to light the second candle.  She trips.  We giggle.  But in truth, we all trip sometimes.  She reaches up on tip toes, she has far to go.  Flame meets wick and glows.
Oh come, oh come Emmanuel.  Come Lord Jesus.
It is Peace Week, the second week of advent.
Come and heal my teenage anxieties.  Teach me to deal with my angst.  Teach me to hope and to trust that everything with come to fruition.


1997:
I sit across the dining room table from my young husband.  My three year old stands on the dining room chair.  Her hand in mine, wrapped around the candle-lighter.   Left hand resting on the table.  Right hand reaching to light the first three candles.  Steady…steady…
Oh come, oh come Emmanuel.  Come Lord Jesus.
It is Joy week.  That’s why the third candle is pink.
Teach me to wait.  Teach me to remain steadfast as I wait for our youthful efforts to find stability and routine and balance slowly work themselves out.  Teach me to hope in the promise.  Come into our home.  Bless our family life.  Come and teach me to have patience with her boundless energy.  Teach me acceptance of my infertility.  You have blessed me with one miracle.  She is joy.  You are joy.
2011:
Years have passed.  It is Love Week.  I have received many gifts of love.  My now seventeen year old lights the fourth candle.  The tiny flame flickers and glows bright on ivory skin.  It shines in clear hazel-blue eyes.  She is beautiful now.  She stands on the precipice of life. 
Teach me to trust that you will provide for her.  Teach me patience so that I’ll not rush her too quickly into adult life.  Teach me to be secure in the hope that you will bless her with a godly man who will protect and provide her and lead his family with vision and strength.  Come into her life and give her wisdom.  Remain steadfast in the heart of her future husband, wherever he is.  Whoever he is.  Give her joy.  Give them joy.
Oh come, oh come Emmanuel.  Come Lord Jesus.