It has been quite some time since I have written anything. The stress of the election and being shorthanded at work has left precious little time for self-reflection and spiritual care. Though one could certainly argue that then is precisely when one needs to focus on the same; I guess I will get it right one of these days.
The stirrings of Advent though weeks away is present in me. I have seen Christmas decorations up already, the earliest I have ever witnessed that. I think the long and continuing pandemic nightmare, the ugliness of the political landscape, and much more, has perhaps given the country a collective “Advent Spirit”. Though certainly not all are longing for the Christ specifically, there IS a longing for peace on earth and goodwill toward humankind, it seems to me. I think we all realize that we have to wait for that. But spurred on by the election results, it just seems that there has been a shift, an anticipation of something good in our troubled world. That embryonic HOPE is on its way to be birthed in Bethlehem. And Philadelphia. And Flint. And Minneapolis. And everywhere else.
Please let Hope be born in our country once again.
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