(Before It's News)
Advent. The Lord is coming to save you!
Waiting, quietly, breathing an unextraordinary living, life is rolling by, at a rate of knots that is as uncomfortable as it is invigorating.
Seeking refuge in this freezing season, silently reflecting upon the truth of life’s meaning, peacefully shivering in anticipation of the Lord’s coming.
All this happening amidst the cold, uninviting shelter, of the plight of the less fortunate; such as the homeless, clinging to hope with frosted fingers, nibbling on stale bread, feasting upon poor portions, all soaked in despair, peering through the darkness, with a unique story to tell, yet alas, sadly, no one to hear their beautiful words.
Or in the obscure light of time passing so quickly, the lonely or elderly, are gloomily existing, behind wooden doors and plaster walls, with a fragile heat for shelter, and a calming voice over the airwaves for company.
These live next door, to the debt ridden, desperate family, huddled together behind the high pitched wail of a doorbell, a sound piercingly insistent, demanding, menacing, knowing there is a debt to repay.
Meanwhile the confusion of illness claws its unwelcome tentacles around whole families, who find themselves reeling from the draining effects of a loved ones treatment. Exhausted by the effort to support and encourage, gazing into the weakening eyes of the struggle of familiar kin, wiling them to become well again, all this and so much more resides here too. Each waiting for hope to catch up with their despair. Waiting, cowering behind the fearful consequences of precarious living.
Advent cries a message so powerful it steadies trembling hearts, and faltering footsteps, easing shallow breaths, proclaiming that life can be engaging, flowing, exciting! Proclaiming a life where sorrow and joy reside together, not as enemies but as loyal friends, walking side by side. Into this background faith emerges, the silent profound, the questions of meaning, where hope engages, speaks earnest conversations with life, allowing the journey to continue.
Yes, advent arrives, in purple, regal sobriety, with candles lit to illumine the difficulties, to bring light where it is so needed, to shed hope upon hopeless situations, shouting loudly, proudly, joyfully… prepare the way, wait patiently for a new day, for the Lord is coming, he is coming to save you!
Fr Patrick Brennan © 2016