Days shortening. Skies darkening. Leaves falling. Time slipping like sand through the hourglass. As we enter autumn and limited daylight, we ask: How are we to spend our days? What to do with our brief time on earth — whether we’re one or ninety-one? We pray. We plead. We petition for wisdom. How then shall we live?
Have you ever felt that your job, your marriage, or your life has fallen into “the same, old same old”? Have you cried out sometime, “O God, can’t You change this?” “Why don’t You make COVID go away?”
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The word rain, R-A-I-N, is significant to today's gospel. In a parable used by Jesus, rain is a force of nature that is capable of destroying a house with a weak foundation.
More than four decades ago, when my wife and I learned that we were expecting our first child, we initially kept our news a secret, just between the two of us. This special knowledge drew us closer together in a mix of joy, anxiety, and need for mutual support.
When Jesus senses a grave need to feed the crowd, he turns to his disciples to feed them. Like the boy in my story today, the task before them looked so big that they failed to see the power of the One who asked them to do the task.
The Virgin Mary, I dare to say, has an invitation for you now - to journey with her to Bethlehem during this Advent! While she invites you each year, I also dare to say that this year’s invitation is particularly important, yet especially welcoming!