Pattern of salvation

Monday of the Fourth Week of Advent

For God alone my soul in silence waits;

from the One comes my salvation.

Psalm 62:1

The sun shines brightly, its brilliance magnified as it reflects off the snow. Yet the warmth it promises is fleeting; it is bitter cold outside.

It the lawn next to the church the outlines of the labyrinth can still be seen through the frozen whiteness; somehow the stones that mark the path resisted being completely blanketed by the snow. 

The invitation to complete my journey to the manger is clear. In this frozen stillness before the arrival of Emmanuel, the pattern of salvation remains visible.