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Christmas Fourth Sunday in Advent Lk 1/39-45 |
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| Background: The big celebration begins today – Christmas is only a
few days away, a festival of light and love, of joy and laughter, of family and community
and world. Light is mentioned almost twenty times in the course of today’s liturgy.
On one of the darkest days of the year, light explodes all around us. The sun is sneaking
back, just as Jesus kind of sneaked into the world in the quiet of Bethlehem. For us in
the Northern Hemisphere, Christmas is a midwinter feast, a time when the days grow a
little longer and light and warmth return slowly. For those who live in the Southern
Hemisphere, however, it is the beginning of summer. School is over. It is a time for
vacation (or as they would call it “holidays”), for rest and relaxation. It marks not the shortest day of
the year but the longest, the day of the most light and on the average the most warmth.
Christmas fits in everywhere. |
read the padre |
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Story: Once upon a time there were two kids who were fed up
with Christmas. They began an anti-Christmas campaign among their friends. Look, they
said, everyone is tense and worn out, moms are tired from cooking, dads from putting up
trees and decorations, kids from wrapping presents, neighbors from all the noise and
bustle. We open the presents and they’re not really what we wanted, though we thought
we did. The house is littered with torn wrapping paper, expensive ornaments get knocked
off the trees, the little kids go out of control, big kids sulk, mass is too long, the
sermons are boring, the music is yucky. We eat too much . . .Who needs it all. So what
should we do asked their friends. Strike! Said the two trouble makers who were, if truth
be told, Anarchists of a sort. Refuse to participate. Don’t buy any Christmas
presents, don’t ask for any, refuse those that are given to you, don’t decorate
the tree, don’t eat the pumpkin pie, don’t drink the egg nog, don’t say
merry Christmas to anyone. A few of their friends thought they were crazy. The others
thought it was a great idea. But what should we do? The strike leaders went to the priest
and asked him what they should do. Well, he said, if
you want to welcome the Christ Child without all the fuss and bother, come
to church and pray. They thought that was a great idea. How could parents and other grown
ups object to their praying on Christmas Day.
Well, they prayed for a solid hour, which maybe doubled all their prayer for the whole
year. Then one of them rushed out of church and flagged down the priest who was about to
drive off to his family’s party. We prayed for an hour, Father, the kid said. Can we
go home now? An hour? That’s a long time to pray! Yeah it kind of is. Well, said the
priest I don’t think that Jesus would mind one bit if
you went home and celebrated with your families. The kids poured out of
church with a whoop and a holler just like it was the last day of school.
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