Because God is with us, making sense of all the suffering, all the
misery, helping us believe that we are in a much larger plan - waiting for Love
to be born for the last time when all those prophecies we heard read to us in
the last few weeks are brought to fulfillment. It's a question of that
mysterious presence in our hearts that calls forth from us faith and hope and
love.
If we can only say a simple, unqualified "yes" as Mary
did (Luke 1:26-38), life could be so simple, and God would be so pleased with
us.
That's why it's so important that all of us confess our sinfulness
before Christmas, and be absolved of anything that could keep Jesus out of our
hearts. Advent ends this week and Christmas is just around the corner, when
Jesus will be born again in hearts that are prepared to receive Him.
Amateur
Poetry Night
(A
poem for Lily on her birthday)
Tomorrow
is Sunday and you’re turning 3
So
for one reason or other,
despite
protests from your mother,
Oompah’s
going to try his hand at poetry.
(Oh,
man! I’m already off to a bad start!
But
I’m thinking, “That’s all right,
As
long as it’s from the heart!”)
After
a long week of work far out of town
I
can get pretty bored, lonesome and down.
Thoughts
of your Mar Mar, Mommy and you
Keep
your old Oompah from getting too blue.
When
I’m home again and
I
hear your sweet voice
My
heart fills with love
And
shouts with rejoice!
You’re
a gift from God—
You’re
just what I needed
To
know that God’s plan for me
has
already succeeded.
Happy Birthday, my sweet Princess!
Love,
Oompah
and the Super Readers (long story, no time)
Saints celebrating feast
days on Lily’s birthday include Saints Rufus and Zosimus, Saint Gatian, SaintFlannan, and Saint Winebald. (In case
you’re interested)
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