Sunday, December 16, 2012
We are a sorry excuse for a choir now, and for that reason, most of the time we don't sing. But our eldest sister has been humming the opening to "O Wisdom" all week, and even though I knew it would be off key and totally out of whack, I still began the antiphon by singing it instead of saying it. It was awful. But it reminded me of the fairy tale of the monks in a small Russian community who hired a professional singer to sing on one of their sacred occasions. Afterward, the monk was praying and said, "Usually the angels come to hear us on this night, but I didn't sense them this year." The answer was, "Usually you sing. We come to hear you."
Oddly enough YouTube has no video of anyone chanting these haunting melodies. That's too bad. You sure don't want to hear me sing them, even if the angels don't mind.
Sunday, December 09, 2012
We don't have to clean ourselves up, or clean up our house, before God can come in to meet us. We may think we do. But that is not what God asks of us.
How amazing when we cam mirror that same acceptance in each other, the way Elizabeth welcomed Mary.
May this next week of the "Irrational Season" (as Madeleine L'Engle described it) be one for welcoming and accepting and joy.
Saturday, December 01, 2012
"Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it done to me as you have said."
Until the nausea sets in and the pregnancy begins to show.
No wonder Mary took off for her cousin's house. After all, the same angel had said Elizabeth was six months along. Misery loves company/safety in numbers/any cliché in a storm.
But what she found at Elizabeth's was affirmation. Validation. We all could use a little of that when we say yes to God. Especially when we have no clue where that yes will lead.
Wishing you a blessed Advent: full of affirmations and validations for your choices in life.