The normal New England cold is settling in, the ground is frozen, the leaves gone, last years garden plants a dry, brittle and brown. Rhododendrons and hydrangeas have their buds for next year, but everything else is dormant. Liturgically, we are entering a season of expectation and preparation for the coming of light into the darkness of our winter, of our souls. The readings from Isaiah which will predominate the weeks of Advent are like these buds, portending a burst of new life, of salvation. We are assured by these words of hope and anticipation we will be hearing, that new life in Jesus is on its way. How about in our own personal lives...are there buds of hope, are there thoughts of joyful expectation that the bonds that hold us down will be broken and that we will be set free? Can we sing with Isaiah, "Be consoled my people, take courage, for your bondage is at an end"? Our Savior is coming. Yesterday we thanked him and celebrated his largesse...can we keep that spirit alive into Advent and beyond?
Bro. Rene
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