Sunday, December 12, 2010
Rejoicing In The Things That Matter
Normally I post something pertaining to the Gospel for Sunday, but this week I think I am going in a slightly different direction.
It is almost 5pm here this third Sunday of Advent and I have just finished a marathon day of cookie baking. Each year before we go on Christmas break I bake oodles of cookies for our staff to enjoy throughout the week. As I was doing this today, I began to feel a little stressed about the time this was taking and how I don't have my home decorated yet, and just how tired I am.
In the midst of all this, I had the thought that Jesus doesn't really care about the cookies or even the decorations. All He cares about is the where my heart is and if there is room there for Him. This led me to thinking about today's second reading from St James. He tells us to be patient with our brothers and sisters, but I would dare take this a step further and say we also need to be patient with ourselves. I know the things that I need and want to get done will, but today is Gaudete Sunday or Rejoice Sunday. Today we turn our thoughts to Christ's coming at Christmas. The simple yet profound fact that He came and will come again is more than enough to rejoice over, and it is really all that matters.
So during these last two weeks of Advent, I will heed St James' advice and be patient~ with others and with myself. I will rejoice in the things that matter~ Jesus, the others in my life, and then I will find some time for myself.
Psalm 45: Canticle of Love to the King
My heart overflows with a good theme;
I address my verses to the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.
Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O Mighty One,
In Your splendor and Your majesty!
And in Your majesty ride on victoriously,
For the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;
Let Your right hand teach You awesome things.
Your arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under You;
Your arrows are in the heart of the King’s enemies.
Your throne, O God, is forever and ever;
A scepter of uprightness is the scepter of Your kingdom.
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness;
Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You
With the oil of joy above Your fellows.
All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.
Kings’ daughters are among Your noble ladies;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.