1st Sunday of Advent

“Brethren, knowing that it is now the hour for us to rise from sleep. For now our salvation is nearer than when we believed. The night is passed, and the day is at hand. Let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and put on the armour of light. Let us walk honestly, as in the day: not in rioting and drunkenness, not in chambering and impurities, not in contention and envy: But put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make not provision for the flesh in its concupiscences.” Romans 13:11-14, Epistle 1st Sunday of Advent

I see Advent with new eyes this year.

Last year my eyes were filled with tears. Waiting in expectation through the sufferings of fresh loss.

The waiting and sufferings still continue but my will has shifted. And I see myself shifting it forcefully even if my grief can’t get out of the way quite yet.

The hour is here where I must rise from sleep. For, especially given these times, our salvation is nearer than ever before. I sense it. I feel it. And if I sense and feel it I cannot ignore it like I have been – burying myself in the flesh, seeking respite in the weary flesh. Even if grief begs for it.

With my new Advent eyes I finally see that I want nothing but to be emptied of everything that is myself. To cast off the world I’ve been trying so hard to fit myself into.

I know my world is not here. And yet I’ve tied strings from my heart to the earth that are preventing me from flying towards God.

This Advent I’m praying for the grace to cut the strings.

And when I am free of all but Him, He will come. He will make His home in the emptiness that was everything else I tried to stuff in this infinite place He’s supposed to dwell.

This Advent, I will be praying, listening, waiting. I will be obeying St. Paul and not engaging in what he describes as works of darkness as above. How fitting for these times that he exorts us not to do the above.

The night has passed and the day is at hand, my friends. Each year we wait for and expect the Lord’s coming. And one of these Advents will be our last. And God really will come for us, and whether He knows us or not depends on how we put on the Lord Jesus Christ.

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