It is Advent, the beginning of the Christmas season – in a year unlike any other.
I can’t go to mass. I can’t seem to get into the “virtual” mass. It’s too cold to sit down by the bay to pray and write in my journal.
Every morning I come up here to the computer – and do nothing important. Check email. Check the weather. Play a few games of solitaire rationalizing that it wakes up my brain. But nothing important.
Feeling so frustrated this morning. Christmas is less than 4 weeks away. Today is the second Sunday of Advent – I missed the first Sunday. It will not be a normal Christmas. Cannot go to be with family, or even have family here.
So this morning I picked up the “Little Blue Book” of advent that I had saved from our church back in 2006. The Blue Book contains readings and reflections to stimulate thoughts and prayers, and suggests you “spend six minutes a day with the Lord”.
I can do that. … and I can Write! And maybe there will be some value in sharing the thoughts from these “six minutes” on my blog. So this is my first entry:
Today I spent my six minutes watching a video of our 8-year-old granddaughter taking part in the lighting of the Advent Wreath candle at her school. The Advent Wreath, with 4 candles is one of the traditions in our church. Each week, one candle is lit.
The first candle symbolizes Hope! So I begin this blog series – and this advent season – with prayers and hope -- for myself and my family -- and hope that the world will recover from the darkness of this Covid cloud.
There is an old saying that "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger". So I pray and Hope that we will persevere through this time and soon be able to take off our masks and share smiles and hugs again.
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