Here we go, Advent is here and the Fourth Sunday of Advent is Christmas Eve day.
I must admit the thought strikes me with terror. These past two months have been astonishingly
busy. Five weddings in October, two funerals a week, many weekends with four
baptisms, as the song says, “ Stop the World, I Want To Get Off.” Yes, let’s admit the
truth, I am getting older and can no longer keep multiple balls in the air. Now comes a
shortened Advent, and Christmas is looming.
So, I need Advent, as time to try and keep to the discipline of a prayer that makes sure I
focus on the many ways God comes to me each day. If I can do that, all will be well.
Speaking of watching for moments that touch your heart, here is one. On Monday, I did
the funeral of Andy Taloni, for 66 years the husband of Stella. As I was leaving the cemetery,
waiting to turn left on Richards Avenue, a police car stopped and put on its’ flashers.
The car ahead of me made the left hand turn and I was next. It was not clear why the
police car was stopped (I had not been doing wheelies in the cemetery.) I made the turn
and the cruiser edged closer to me, the window rolled down, and I asked the officer if
everything was all right. He laughed, gave me a big smile and said hello. It was one of
our own parishioners! I told him it was great to see him and thanked him for the courtesy
of letting me out. His kindness touched my heart.
Our parish is fortunate to have a number of firefighters and police officers. When you call
they come, and I am always happy to see them. Advent is like that, the Lord shows up in
unexpected places, and if we notice, our heart is warmed.
Take home an Advent booklet and take Advent seriously.
