It’s hard to believe that it’s already the third week, the pink week, of Advent. For me, probably because of Chelle Summer, my life is more hectic at this time of year than it used to be, making it a bigger challenge to not lose sight of what it means especially because it only comes once a year.
Advent obviously a much happier journey than that of Lent, one about sacrifice (although I always try to make it about finding a way to grow closer to God which might not be about sacrificing something). Advent is about the light, about the joy ahead, and with my birthday falling on the same day as the feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe, it’s also about a time of year when I feel closest to God.
I wrote last week that things happen to me this time of year and it’s like I must be closer to God because I can hear him better. But I also believe that Advent is a time of looking back and looking forward.
It’s the end of the year so we are reflecting on everything that happened this year. And we are also starting to look forward to the new year, to what lies ahead, and what we’d like next year to be. That great joy from the season, from Christmas, is what propels us into the new year.
And gives us hope for the future. Merry Christmas, everyone.