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12/22 Gold Snowflakes

Dec 22 – After driving through unplowed streets to church this morning, I wasn’t feeling very loving. I knocked off the snow that clung to my striped socks with gold snowflakes and took my seat. When the Advent candle was lit in the service, this carol ran through my mind: “Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely, love divine; Love was born at Christmas, Stars and angels gave the sign.” This popular Christmas song was originally a poem written by English poet Christina Rosetti in 1885. She used the word “love” eleven times in three verses. How perfect for the fourth Sunday of Advent! Today, we lit the love candle, completing the circle of the four. The only one left is the Christ candle, appropriately situated in the center of hope, peace, joy, and love. As Rosetti reminds us in her poem, love arrived in the form of the baby Jesus. The magi followed a sign, but we no longer have to look for one because our sign is Jesus, and Jesus is Love Alive. This is the truth about Christmas. Like the Advent wreath, Christ stands at the center, waiting for us to receive His love on Christmas Eve.


12/15 Red, Green, Silver and …

Christmas comes in many colors. Sometimes, the third candle, lit today in the Advent wreath, is rose colored. Sometimes, it’s blue. My church uses all blue candles, but I’ve used an Advent wreath with dusty rose and purple candles in my home. No matter what color the third candle is, it symbolizes joy. Once again, like last week, my church had a baptism. Our pastor is quite generous with the baptismal water. The baby was not overjoyed to have a handful of water splashed on his head. Yet, in the midst of his protests, he gave joy to the congregation who watched this squirming little fellow express his dissatisfaction in such a cute way. Once baptized, he was happy to be back with mom … or dad … he couldn’t decide who he wanted more. It was a lovely, endearing moment. Then there was the moment during the children’s sermon when a little boy joyfully announced that he had gotten Ninja underwear as a present. Little children can color our world with joy, can’t they? My socks today are a joyous riot of red, green, silver, and orange.


12/8 Chickadee-dee-dee

Dec 8 – Change doesn’t come easily for me. In December, I change my socks from boring to flamboyant, but after yesterday’s upside down Santa suit socks, I needed a break from all that excitement. So today, the socks that I wore to church were all about chickadees and holly. They’re even in a calming rust color, rather than vibrant Christmas red. If socks can be peaceful, these are peaceful socks. In order to make our church a more welcoming place, we’ve been holding worship in the fellowship hall for eight months while the sanctuary gets a complete make-over. As we near the end of the upheaval, we are finally getting a break. The change is almost over. Today was the first Sunday of worship in the new space. We lit the peace candle for the second Sunday of Advent. Making this service extra-special was the baptism of our pastor’s grandson, who sat placidly in Grandpa’s arms, taking it all in, even as he was being blessed. He was at peace in that loving embrace. The peace that comes after great change filled our church today. Peace to you this Christmas season.