....the ponderings and wanderings of a Marble pastor's wife.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
in light of the horrendous loss of innocent lives in Newtown, CT I
offer my prayers for everyone affected by this act of violence. I know
that there is no comfort for those who have lost loved ones especially
during this time of year. But dear Father I pray that they will feel the
comfort and presence of the Holy Spirit in the midst of their despair.
May with passing of much time their tears of remembering their loved
ones will be turned into smiles of remembering. Only You, Heavenly
Father can do this. Amen
Tomorrow we will light the candle of
joy for advent (the waiting for the coming of the baby Jesus as well as
waiting for His second coming). I thought about joy and thought that
against so much violence, it seemed hard to grasp. But then I remembered
that this joy is not the immediate emotion attached to any certain
circumstance. Instead it is an eternal joy that "is" because Jesus was
born on this earth in humanity and walked among us. "This will be a sign
to you; the virgin will give birth to a son and He will be called
Immanuel, God with us." So in the midst of our despair we have a Savior
who knows deep sorrow. But because He walked this tattered earth in the
clothes of tattered humanity, He brought to the earth the eternal joy;
that is Jesus was, Jesus is, and Jesus will be. And because of the plan
that He was obedient to, we have the hope of a reunion day with all
those followers who have gone before us. In that day the Word promises
us He will wipe away all tears and take away our pain and in that day we
will be like Him for we shall see Him as He is.
with us, we pray together as your people for hope and comfort for all
those who are mourning not only in Newtown but throughout our world
during this season of Christmas.
moments. Advent is the waiting for the coming of the Baby Jesus and the
waiting for His second coming. I love Advent. Today was the second
Sunday of Advent and our church looks more and more like Christmas each
Sunday. Today we lit the second candle of Advent which was the candle of
peace. Jon preached on John the Baptist and the peace of God "which
passes all understanding."
I have found that the peace that the
angels spoke of to the shepherds so long ago, "I bring you good news of
great joy that will be for all the people.....And the angel was
accompanied by a multitude of Heavenly Host praising God and saying
peace on earth and goodwill to mankind," often comes to me in little
moments. Yesterday after participating in "Christmas in Marble," I sat
down with a cup of coffee and three homemade chocolate chip cookies.
The Christmas music was playing. Suddenly I was aware of a Heavenly Host
within me. The taste of the coffee, the warmth of the cup within my
hands, the melting of the chocolate chips in my mouth, the sound of the
music, the quiet of the house and there the Holy Spirit filled my being
and Christmas was.
We have had very little snow so far this
year. We are in desperate need of snow to restore our moisture. Last
night it arrived silently. This morning I was up at dawn shoveling snow
off the decks. The church gazebo still had the Christmas lights on and
the snow was reflecting the light. It was magical. I looked around at
the giant spruce trees and saw them wearing their mantle of snow with
such grace and dignity. How could anyone doubt the presence of God with
such majesty all around. I was filled with the breath of God and
This world is in such strife with so many
experiencing the violence of war. It is easy to forget the peace that
God offers us. It is a peace that exists within our hearts even in the
midst of war. It is that peace that His son gives "not as the world
gives," even in the midst of sickness and sorrow. It is there for us in
moments to remind us that we are not alone. It comes to me often in
little moments that are unexpected. Yet each time the fullness of it
brings tears of joy.
As the sun dropped behind the mountains
this afternoon and the Spruce tree that Jon put lights on just outside
the church came on and its branches held proudly the snow, I breathed in
the cold crisp air and Christmas was.....