3rd Sunday of Advent

Weeping may endure for the night, but joy comes in the morning. (Psalm 30:5)

For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:38,39)
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The events of Friday's shooting at Sandy Hook are so present that I can't not mention them in this post, but so fresh that I don't feel as if words are the right response. This morning I sat at the piano and sang "May it Be," from the Lord of the Rings. It's my prayer to all those who are grieving now.

May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home

Mornie utulie (Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie (Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now

May it be the shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be you journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun



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