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Sunday, November 27, 2016
It is suddenly Advent! The season sneaks up on you.
And this year it was even more so with the election and everything. I was so out of it that I was shocked, shocked I tell you, to see those purple vestments this morning at church, and the Advent wreath.
And the Advent readings!
Some of the best lines in all of Scripture are read on the first Sunday of Advent.
Excita, quaesumus, Domine, potentiam tuam ... That means "Stir up thy power, O Lord." That is why this Sunday is Stir Up Sunday, the day when you are supposed to stir up your fruitcakes and puddings so they will be ready in time for Christmas.
Ad te levavi animam meam,.. "To Thee have I lifted up my soul." This is all so great.The Gospel is Jesus saying, "There will be signs in the sun and the moon, and the stars, and upon the earth distress of nations, by reason of the confusion of the roaring of the sea, and of the waves..." And you are standing there thinking, as every generation since then has thought: This is it. We are in this time.
At the end of Mass we got to sing "Oh Come, Oh Come, Emmanuel." The greatest hymn.
And in the Epistle, from St. Paul: "The night is passed and the day is at hand. Let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and put on the armour of light." That is thrilling and really does make me want to be less of a schlep.
And later St. Paul includes a word that I love.
It is chambering!
As in: "Let us walk honestly, as in the day, not in rioting and drunkkenness, not in chambering and impurities..."
A great word, chambering. One that we should bring back if you ask me. And the Latin is even better.
It is cubilibus!
St. Paul said nothing specifically about overeating and so after Mass I unveiled with pride this gigantic rich coffee cake I had made. I have a picture but it will have to wait because I cannot get it out of my phone. This is one I made a few weeks ago and it was bigger than this one, just to give you an idea.
St. Paul said nothing about pride either so I am in the clear.
The morning was not perfect. For one thing it was my turn to bring food to the priests we are lucky enough to have in residence at St. Anthony's. That resulted in several "I Love Lucy" situations. And there was yet another when I spilled my coffee -- What was with me? I never spill my coffee! Well, that will have to be a separate story for another day.
For now I am off to cast off the works of darkness. And put on the armor of light.