‘Hello darkness, my old friend’

‘Hello darkness, my old friend’

  Hello darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again   Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping   And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains within the sound of silence —The Sound Of Silence, P. Simon, 1964   It’s been a long and winding Advent journey, one where I have been guided to see how desperately we need bountiful light. Monday will be the shortest, darkest day of the year. When I lived in northern states, I remember people who suffered from SAD: Seasonal Affective Disorder. The common onset of major depression begins in the fall with no abating of symptoms until late winter or early spring. Aside from other treatments similar to that of major depressive episodes,...

Homeless and pregnant

Homeless and pregnant

  Originally titled, “I Met Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Yesterday,” I repost this since I was reminded of the encounter as I drove past the corner today.   Homeless and Pregnant That was the sign she held in her hands; her blond hair blowing in the wind as if waving to me from the sidewalk of the busy neighborhood crossroad. Maybe I didn’t read it right, I thought..Maybe she’s advertising for the fast food place behind her. However, a second look as I waited at the light, confirmed what I’d first read.  The light turned green, but as I drove off I asked the Lord, Now what? What do you want me to do? Instantly, the grace came; probably fueled from thoughts of what I knew could happen to her if the wrong person stopped to help....

There is no other Christmas

There is no other Christmas

  Following a beautiful and firmly rooted tradition, many families set up their crib immediately after the feast of the Immaculate Conception, as if to relive with Mary those days full of trepidation that preceded the birth of Jesus.   {…}The crib helps us contemplate the mystery of God’s love that was revealed in poverty and simplicity at the Bethlehem Grotto…   Indeed, the crib can help us understand the secret of the true Christmas, because it speaks of the humility and merciful goodness of Christ, who “though He was rich, made Himself poor” for us. (cf 2 Cor 8:9)   His poverty enriches those who embrace it, and Christmas brings joy and peace to those who, like the shepherds in Bethlehem, accept the angels...

One Single Word

One Single Word

  The readings from The Fourth Sunday of Advent draw us to one single word. From the Old Testament we hear: {…}Therefore the Lord himself will give you this sign: the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall name Him, Emmanuel. —Isaiah 7: 10-14 And in the gospel of Matthew, we hear the story of the birth of Christ, with the ending verses declaring again, the great mystery of the Incarnation, {…} Behold the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and they shall name Him Emmanuel,  which means, “God is with us.” And not just temporarily, nor until He acquired salvation for us – no – forever. The God of the Universe, Creator of all that is known and unknown to man, who made a path through the sea and knows the name...

I Met Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Yesterday

I Met Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Yesterday

  Homeless and Pregnant. That was the sign she held in her hands; her blond hair blowing in the wind as if waving to me from the sidewalk of the busy neighborhood crossroad. Maybe I didn’t read it right, I thought..Maybe she’s advertising for the fast food place behind her. However, a second look as I waited at the light, confirmed what I’d first read.  The light turned green, but as I drove off I asked the Lord, Now what? What do you want me to do? Instantly, the grace came; probably fueled from thoughts of what I knew could happen to her if the wrong person stopped to help. As I changed lanes to make the U turn and head back around, I had two thoughts: if  a report came on the news that night of a young pregnant girl kidnapped and harmed,...