
There’s a line from an old hymn I prayed recently in the Divine Office that has been echoing in my heart lately:
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There’s a line from an old hymn I prayed recently in the Divine Office that has been echoing in my heart lately:
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Last night, I stood in the backyard looking at the moonlight shining on my house and the twinkle of the Christmas lights through the window. Their soft glow felt almost like a benediction of tiny, trembling prayers strung across branches and the banister. The Christmas tree lights still shimmer in the early January dusk, as if the world is reluctant to let go of this season of brightness.
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The Feast of the Epiphany yesterday is a reminder that God is always revealing himself—often quietly, often unexpectedly, always with love. The Magi didn’t stumble into Bethlehem by accident. They saw something, however faint or distant, and they chose to follow. Their journey began with a glimpse of God’s light, and that was enough to set their lives in motion. Wise men still seek Him.
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As the final hours of the year slip quietly toward midnight, something in us naturally slows down. This moment—this “hour”—has a way of gathering up everything that came before it: the joys and the disappointments, the surprises and the sorrows, the ordinary days that passed almost unnoticed. It invites us to look back with honesty and to look forward with hope.
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Today we celebrate the Holy Family—Jesus, Mary, and Joseph—and remember that God chose to enter the world not through power, but through a home. Their life in Nazareth shows us that family, in all its beauty and struggle, is a sacred place where love grows and holiness takes root.
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On Christmas, Isaiah’s ancient promise feels startlingly fresh: “A shoot shall sprout from the stump of Jesse.” Out of what looked dead, cut down, and hopeless, God brings forth new life. A tender shoot. A fragile bud. A Messiah who carries the Spirit in all its fullness—wisdom, understanding, counsel, strength, knowledge, holy awe.
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In these final days of Advent, I keep returning to Mary’s song in Luke’s Gospel, the Magnificat, her great cry of joy and surrender. It is, in so many ways, the perfect Advent prayer. Before Jesus is born, before the shepherds arrive, before the world knows what God is doing, Mary stands in the quiet of her own hidden life and proclaims:
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John the Baptist’s cry echoes through Advent: “Make straight his paths.” It is a summons not only to prepare for the Lord’s coming but to reform our lives so that nothing hinders His presence.
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This second week of Advent moves us from hope into peace. The candles we light on our Advent wreath remind us that peace is not simply the absence of conflict, but the deep assurance that flows from trusting God. Without hope prepared in our hearts, peace cannot take root. Hope steadies us; peace settles us.
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Advent is a season of waiting, but not of uncertainty. We wait anchored in hope—the hope that is not wishful thinking or fragile optimism, but the steady promise of God. Hope is the anchor that holds us fast when the waters of life grow restless, when shadows lengthen and the night feels long.
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