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Friday Five: Rejoice!

Gaudete
As posted by Mother Laura at RevGalBlogPals:

Can
you believe that in two days we’ll be halfway through Advent? Gaudete
Sunday: pink candle on the advent wreath, rose vestments for those who
have them, concerts and pageants in many congregations. Time to rejoice!

Rejoice
in the nearness of Christ’s coming, yes, but also in the many gifts of
the pregnant waiting time when the world (in the northern hemisphere,
at least) spins ever deeper into sweet, fertile darkness.

What makes you rejoice about:

1. Waiting?

At the moment, I’m eagerly awaiting the return of my sons from school, and I’m learning that awaiting is as important a part of the process as their arrival. I am reminded of the difference between the anticipated baby and the newborn child, the containment of the former as compared to the relative freedom of the latter.

2. Darkness?

It grows very dark here early in the day at this time of year, and it has been a grey month to boot. Do I actually rejoice in the darkness? I’m not sure I do. I find joy in the light that breaks the darkness (unless it’s attached to an inflatable Santa, then not so much).

3. Winter?

I do love winter, and we’ve had plenty of it, and early. We’re expecting another huge storm. Now that I have rearranged Snowman’s travel and know he will be coming the day after the Nor’easter, I know I will enjoy tucking in here at home and watching the snow out the window. I love the enforced "cave" time.

4. Advent?

I rejoice in this season that I didn’t know much about growing up. I love the practices and music and texts of Advent. I’m a little sorry I won’t be preaching this week, since we’re having a Christmas pageant (unless it is snowed out).

5. Jesus’ coming?

I think my feelings here are more about wonder than joy, wonder that God would even want to mingle among us, as I touched on in yesterday’s post. But I suppose I do find hope and joy, yes, in that sense of the enormity of God’s love for creation and in the particularity of its expression.

15 thoughts on “Friday Five: Rejoice!”

  1. One of my favorite images is being snowed in…with a great book, a fireplace, the smell of fresh bread baking, and special people. Of course, this also means that no one has lost power or is stuck in the storm.

  2. One of my favorite images is being snowed in…with a great book, a fireplace, the smell of fresh bread baking, and special people. Of course, this also means that no one has lost power or is stuck in the storm.

  3. Rejoicing with you that travel plans look good and that you won’t have to be out in the storm. I can’t wait for winter to hit east tn, any day now! Although it’s unlikely we will get snowed in:(

  4. …enforced cave time…I love it, we don’t get so much here, but I love it when we do. My children are on their way home now, and I am looking forward to seeing them.

  5. In some of our gatherings (Quakers that is), we call our silence”waiting worship” Your description for number #1 gets to the essence of what we mean.
    Love it!

  6. Beautifully played – and like the others I really like #1.
    Enforced cave time – it’s not something we really get here – we do have gray days, but surely not the extent you do.

  7. gosh after surviving (potentially) very tenuous travel over the last three days, I am glad you were able to comfortably rearrange your son’s travel….
    good play!

  8. grey it is…hope you’re prepared for the storm. and did i hear that you’re hoping for an inflatable, glows at night santa for your front lawn? that’ll scare even the snow away…

  9. Traveling mercies for Snowman! I’m hoping everything will be cleared by Friday when Sisterknits travels here. I’m embarrassed that everyone else is so much more terse than I this week, but I guess you all are much busier than I.

  10. I’m up in the middle of the night. Bad phone call from the nursing home where my mom is…and I can’t sleep. Your answers made me smile. Thank you. And then I read yesterday’s post, and I started to cry. That is the part I can never grasp–the enormity of it–“pleased”? God really loves us? Why?
    You write so beautifully, as always.

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