I love Christmas lights on houses. They represent to me the joy and anticipation of the Advent season; a season where we are called to prepare and make ourselves ready for the Christ child to be born, once more, into our midst.
This week, we will light the second candle on our Advent wreath, representing Love: the love Mary had for the baby in her womb, the love Jesus showed to the broken and downtrodden, the love God has for each and every one of us.
I like to think of this love that we feel from God as a “Christmas light” kind of love. A love that is unobtrusive, yet bright. A love that shines out in the darkness, and that the darkness cannot overcome. A love that does not force itself onto us, but rather is simply there – patient and present, ready and waiting for us to open our eyes and our hearts to receive it.
The holiday season, while a joy-filled time for many, can also be a challenging time for those who have experienced loss, who are grieving those persons who will not be gathered around the table this year. If you find yourself struggling, know that God’s love is still present, even in the midst of the darkness and pain. That, just like the Christmas lights displayed down so many street corners, God’s love will be there, steadily shining on.