I have been wondering about an advent sky. Would it be the first sliver of light that comes to those sitting in darkness? Or would it be the guiding star? Or is it more like a stormy cloud on the horizon for what else does “fear not” mean when the good news always upsets the ordered lives of those receiving it.
“What is our life on earth, if not discovering, becoming conscious of, penetrating, contemplating, accepting, loving this mystery of God’s, the unique reality which surrounds us, and in which we are immersed like meteorites in space? “In God we live and move and have our being” (Acts 17:28).” ~ Carlo Carretto, Letters from the desert
“As we learn to give thanks for all of life and death, for all of this given world of ours, we find a deep joy. It is the joy of trust, the joy of faith in the faithfulness at the heart of all things. It is the joy of gratefulness in touch with the fullness of life.” ~ David Steindl-Rast
Grief is,…, a powerful form of soul activism. If we refuse or neglect the responsibility for drinking the tears of the world, her losses cease to be registered by the ones meant to be the receptors of that information. ~ Francis Weller, The Wild Edge of Sorrow