Saturday, December 5, 2009

How am I waiting this Advent?

On the feast of Christ the King; a king of truth, justice, peace, reconciliation and of the cosmos was born. I joined the local parish where the singing was vigorous, and the tempo moved many gifted parishioners to move to the rhythm.
In the opening word, the celebrant who preached eloquently not on Christ the Universal King but on vocations, urged the youths to be open to the call to partner with God in the work of creating the world, of redeeming and renewing the people and becoming instruments to spread the gospel wherever we are.
The liturgy went on beautifully until that loathed time for announcements when a steady stream of people moved forward to explain notices which can be done by the announcer in few words and minutes. The thing I hate is waiting. And the nastiest thing about waiting that I always curse is the further waiting for some inexplicable reason I have to endure and have no control over. I feel like my precious time is being wasted.
Little did I comprehend that as the year ends, we begin Advent which has the same concept of waiting, a time of awareness of the three-fold coming of Christ; who came at Bethlehem, who constantly knocks at the door of our hearts and who is to come in glory.
For most of our lives we are waiting.
The Gospels have many instances where waiting occurs. The Jews waited for many ages for the coming of the Saviour. The disciples waited in the upper room afraid and apprehensive. When Jesus ascended into the heavens he instructed his faithful to wait for the coming of the Holy Spirit. Jesus never told his followers how to fill in that period of waiting. But we know we have to be prepared. Our lamps have to be ready well before waiting occurs. During waiting the lamps need to be glowing and topped up. For many of us our period of waiting looks wasteful. Sadly we do not know how to wait.
Waiting can be a very rewarding and rich experience.
My wish is that this Advent, in our waiting, we will let the power of God overshadow us as mist covers the mountains. Let it be an invitation to letting impossibilities become possible and may we have a blessed time of waiting.
(Sydney)

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