Text: Mark 13:24-37
Good Morning, friends.
Thank you for reading the scripture, Fred. Thank you, David Dorsey, for inviting me to share my reflections with Eighth Day this morning; my reflections on the first candle of Advent. Some faith communities think of this first candle as the candle of Expectation, or Waiting, or Prophesy. In our community we call it the candle of Hope.
A few days ago at Joseph's House I was talking with a chaplain who was waiting to see one of our residents. I confessed to her how out of sorts I feel this year, planning for Christmas. Even the everyday, ordinary things feel really hard:
- Organizing gifts so that everyone gets something they really need or will really like. On a deadline! Not leaving anybody out
- Figuring out with staff and full time volunteers, the holiday staffing schedule when everybody wants to be with their own families
- Supporting the many Christmas chefs in a crowded kitchen, to prepare dinner for 50 or more people – residents, former residents, families and friends and
- trying to manage my own expectations and energy and living with the inevitable loneliness that seeps in.
"Maybe it's Grief that you're feeling", she said quietly. What a relief it was to hear it named! And so kindly.