Saturday of the First Week of Advent
For you will give him everlasting felicity
and will make him glad with the joy of your presence.
I know the complications this weather can bring, but nevertheless my overriding response is excitement. To me it announces cheer, it speaks of winter woods and quiet paths, plucky birdsong calling into cold stillness, clean beauty frosting city landscapes.
Simply the anticipation of what these first few flakes may herald calls me into the presence of transcendent joy, the presence of a God who delights, laughs, wants to make our hearts glad. And I am awed that an ordinary water crystal can evoke such reverence.
The flakes become larger, slowing into a steady fall. And I welcome the invitation to revel in the mystery of God’s creation.