Monday, November 29, 2010

Advent Prayer



You sent your beloved son to be born among us
Even if You knew that He would one day
Suffer and die a harsh death on the cross

You chose that He be born in a poor stable
Even if His mission was to establish
A heavenly Kingdom here on earth

You gave Him a mind that could be tempted
A heart that could feel anguish and frustration
A body that was not immune to pain 

Even dear Mama Mary was not spared
Her heart most pure and immaculate
Pierced with sorrow at the foot of the cross 
  
Why, Lord God, did you choose to love us this much?
Why gift us more than we could ever deserve?
Why this Christmas mystery?

Guiding Star, Shining Light of our hope
This Advent season I pray, lend me Your eyes that I may see
Through the heart of your Christmas mystery

Amen


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Friday, November 12, 2010

Christmas Giving



If Jesus were to physically appear on the scene today, I suspect He would be quite uncomfortable with the way the malls or some businesses position themselves at Christmas and make it their main objective to let people open their wallets and purchase more items than they can afford at the moment, all under the name of Christmas giving. Perhaps Jesus might avoid the cities and decide to hie away instead to the farthest, poorest provinces


and opt instead to bring simple offerings of food or clothing if at all, or more importantly just His very presence, knocking on people's doors, asking to go into their homes to find out how their families are doing with regards to their growth as persons within their family, work and community. 


Then He would probably come back to the city, refreshed in the conviction that the Christmas spirit is still alive and well, and then decide to also visit people here - only to find out that here in the city we are just too busy - multi-tasking left and right, wading through crowded calendars with all sorts of high tech gadgets.. stressed out by traffic, tensely running after the year-end business targets, last minute shopping or party arrangements. 

He would probably knock at the gates of our homes, wait patiently, then leave a note for us to just call Him when we have time so He can chat with us about how we are  growing as persons in our family, work and community.  He would probably also invite us to join Him in His other visits, but telling us to bring only ourselves - our listening ear, our open mind and caring heart - so that the same light of Christmas that shone brightly during His Nativity long ago may also shine  through us and on to those whom we visit together with Him. 


Then, like the vibrant colors of the poinsettias now abloom, our gifts of presence and time may bring to others the sense of love, peace, hope and joy which He longs to gift all of us at Christmas.




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