It is almost Advent, the time when we wait for the birth of our dear Savior.
photo from earthsky.org
We are entering the darkest days of the year, and that is not an easy time for me. Something about the lack of light makes me lose energy. I rise before the sun and drive to work in the cold.
But there is beauty in darkness. Life germinates beneath the frozen ground. Today the moon was plump and Jupiter was visible. Beaver Moon, Hunter's Moon, Frost Moon. These are the names we give to November's first full moon. As I drove north to my job, it it felt as if this moon were accompanying me. My loneliness dissipated. And then, I saw a shooting star.
When I exited the interstate dozens of miles later, the moon was still ahead, guiding me. I could see the sun, orange, in my rear view mirror.
He was in the beginning with God.
All things came to be through him,
and without him nothing came to be.
What came to be through him was life,
the light shines in the darkness,