We light the 4th candle of Advent, the “Love” candle, as the northern hemisphere is at its darkest. Right now, cold, Arctic weather sweeps across the US. In Florida, we have fog, which we have so rarely.
In the deepest darkness, love was born, in the womb of a young Mary of Nazareth.
In the deepest darkness, love was reborn in the tomb of Jesus, which could not contain him, or that love.
Today I had to force myself to read the news about Aleppo, Syria, an epicenter of darkness during this Advent.
Where is love tonight, on our darkened planet?
Love, we need you. We need your fire, your hopelessly optimistic perseverance. You, Love, who never gives up, we need you now. We need you to flood our consciousness, to wake us from sleep, to pull us into your orbit. We need you to be born in us again, to burn in our hearts for a cold, weary world.
Love, oh Love, that will not let us go, only you can heal and save us. We who know that light your candle.