I presided at our faith community of about 12 persons who came to this 4th Sunday of Advent/Christmas celebration. For our homily I had decided to bring the creche and have each person present choose "a person or animal or..." Each person was to share as they wanted who and why they chose that particular attendant at the birth of Jesus. One choose a camel, one a sheep, one St. Joseph, one a dog, one a king, one an angel. Each sharing was deeply who that person was right now in his/her life.
For my sharing, I had chosen the amaryllis I am forcing for mid winter bloom. It is only about 2 inches high. I brought it because of a poem I wrote this Advent:
A Song of Birth
The sprout cracks its hardened case.
Pale in color
It reaches up
Through the dark.
Called to grow
Through an unyielding earth
Guided by an unseen light.
Breaking free to the surface…
Before a stable
Where a baby lies in a manger.
Bows it greening head
In awe and worship.
Angels burst forth in song
While twinkling stars in the night sky
Smile “Hello.”
Katy © December 2007
Bernie said of our reflection; "It was so creative, Katy. Thank you." I was pleased as I felt we had all entered into the Coming of Jesus in a truly authentic way. I knew this was the very best celebration of Christmas I will have. So different from the Christmas's of the past filled with anxiety, fear, depression. This year I am filled with peace. It is truly a blessing. I, indeed, need time to heal from the trauma of my marriage; from the horrific wounding of Jason in war.
This is the first time ever that I am driving the car in a dream; meaning I am finally at the age of 64 in control of my life. The colors are bright; meaning I am in the newness of life, a sprout emotionally and spiritually. It is enough, I have begun the journey and no better place than at the birth of my Godde, Jesus human and Godde, just as each of us is called to be. We are all human and bring into the human story the Presence of Godde as a force for life or death. Or as I like to say, "Evolution or status" We are called to move the human DNA toward the Being of our brother Jesus through our words, actions, prayers. The human story is a story of mystical experience, most of us blind to the presence of Immanuel, God with us. And that it is each of us who enflesh Godde in this world. Just as Jesus did. He is the model of who we are created to be. May each of us recognize and live this truth more authentically in 2008 and beyond.
Blessings of Peace this Christmas.
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