Saturday, November 27, 2021 (today’s lectionary)
Last day of the Thirty-fourth and final Week in Ordinary Time
Let the celebrations begin
Yes, but I am going to miss Ordinary Time. Every day, mostly, since Easter, I’ve sat here or somewhere and found words to share with God, with you, with the rest of myself, which makes a trail of extra-ordinary moments for me that provide clarity, peace and a small amount of certainty in my soul.
Holy men of humble heart, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.
Each year since 1999 I have looked forward to tomorrow with trepidation and delight. The first Sunday of Advent, and I would begin writing again, after a long break through Ordinary Time. Now that rhythm has changed, because I write every day all year long.
But tomorrow still beckons with its long beam of light through the night. We are getting ready to ride that light into Christmas.
When the court is convened, then the kingship and dominion and majesty of all the kingdoms under the heavens shall be given to the holy people of the Most High, Whose Kingdom shall be everlasting: all dominions shall serve and obey him.
Reflections on the lectionary, especially during Advent and Lent, help me make space to be still in all the rush and hurry. And they remind me that the scarcity mindset foisted upon me by constant advertising is false. God’s abundance is everywhere, waiting for me to notice it and be glad. Margaret said the other day, “God owns the cattle on a thousand hills. And, therefore, so do I.” Oh, yeah.
In their pasture just over the crest of that Advent hill, the cattle are lowing. And the poor baby wakes, the little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes. In his sweet presence we have need of nothing more. We are full up, we have more than enough, we fall without fear, and we are made whole with just one glance from Jesus.
I love thee Lord Jesus, look down from the sky, and stay by my cradle till morning is nigh.
(posted at www.davesandel.net)
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