I’ve been in bed sick with a flu for the last 5 days, in a feverish darkness awaiting the light of renewed health. My once loyal work horse of a car blew a head yesterday when my son was heading to work. All I can really do is surrender in my bedroom infirmary stocked with Nyquil, and thanks to my dear friend Theresa who also brought me homemade lentil soup, throat soothing tea and menthol rub. I also have beside me a stack of soul quenching books, my delight when I feel up for a read. I’ve surrendered here in fluish darkness where I find an odd comfort in listening for God without distraction, holding a sliver of hope in my otherwise weary body. I’ve heard clearly, “Just be and stop doing”, and think of Saint Teresa who often fell ill, a vessel for rapture. My rapture comes mostly in just a snaky fever, with tiny glimpses of God’s presence trying to break through with tiny bursts of unexpected of joy. So appropriate during Advent!
In order to ‘just be’, I’m taking a break from writing, yet leaving you with some scriptural reflections for contemplation during this season of Advent, an adventure from darkness to light.
The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light. For those who lived in a land of deep shadows – light! sunbursts of light!
THIS WEEK: HOPE
WEEK 2: PEACE
WEEK 3: JOY
WEEK 4 LOVE
“It is Advent: the time just before the adventure begins, when everybody is leaning forward to hear what will happen even though they already know what will happen and what will not happen, when they listen hard for meaning, their meaning, and begin to hear, only faintly at first, the beating of unseen wings…
– Frederick Buechner, The Magnificent Defeat.