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Isaiah 9:2-7
The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who lived in a land of deep darkness on them light has shined.
You have multiplied the nation, you have increased its joy; they rejoice before you as with joy at the harvest, as people exult when dividing plunder.
For the yoke of their burden, and the bar across their shoulders, the rod of their oppressor, you have broken as on the day of Midian.
For all the boots of the tramping warriors and all the garments rolled in blood shall be burned as fuel for the fire.
For a child has been born for us, a son given to us; authority rests upon his shoulders; and he is named Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
His authority shall grow continually, and there shall be endless peace for the throne of David and his kingdom. He will establish and uphold it with justice and with righteousness from this time onward and forevermore. The zeal of the LORD of hosts will do this.
Titus 2:11-14
For the grace of God has appeared, bringing salvation to all, training us to renounce impiety and worldly passions, and in the present age to live lives that are self-controlled, upright, and godly, while we wait for the blessed hope and the manifestation of the glory of our great God and Savior, Jesus Christ.
He it is who gave himself for us that he might redeem us from all iniquity and purify for himself a people of his own who are zealous for good deeds.
Luke 2:1-7
In those days a decree went out from Emperor Augustus that all the world should be registered. This was the first registration and was taken while Quirinius was governor of Syria. All went to their own towns to be registered.
Joseph also went from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to the city of David called Bethlehem, because he was descended from the house and family of David. He went to be registered with Mary, to whom he was engaged and who was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for her to deliver her child.
And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in bands of cloth, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.
Pray
(from the Book of Common Prayer for the Fourth week of Advent)
We ask you, Almighty God, to purify our consciences by the daily visitation of your Spirit, that when your Son our Lord comes he will find in us ready for the mansion He has prepared; through the same Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with the Father, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen.
Just a thought...or perhaps, just a little story (remember, it is only a story)
Paeter was nine years old in 1946 when he was found by a Red Cross worker. He was hiding in the garbage dump outside Lublin Poland. The worker took him to the orphanage where he joined several hundred other children who were the leftover victims of World War II.
Paeter was quiet. Even in this group of children who had suffered and lost during the war Pater was unusually quiet. It took nearly seven months for his story to come out, and when it did it was in bits and pieces. Paeter was Jewish. His father had been arrested early in the war and sent to the concentration camp outside Lublin.
People knew what happened in that camp. Hundreds went in each week yet the camp never got bigger. And the smokestacks spewed a stench day and night.
Paeter and his mother were taken in and hidden by a Christian family, the Valskis, who also had a boy about his age. Havel became his best and only friend and they played together for hours. They hid in a tiny room behind a false wall in the cellar whenever someone came to the door. Every other day Paeter put on Havel’s coat and cap and was allowed into the yard to work in the garden or feed the chickens, just so he could see the sunshine. He and his mother hid in that tiny room behind the false wall whenever someone came to the door.
One night during dinner a truck skidded to a stop in front of the house and soldiers came to the door. Havel shoved his friend down the cellar stairs. Paeter’s mother didn’t make it to the cellar before the door was kicked in by the soldiers.
Paeter hid in his tiny space behind the false wall for hours after the soldiers left. When he finally came out there was no one there. Only blood on the walls and floors.
Paeter hid in the woods near the garbage dump for almost two years before the Red Cross Worker found him.
The orphanage was good place. Thanks to Mr. Shinder, the richest man in Lublin, there was plenty of food with clothes and a bunk bed for each child. There was school each day and the children shared the chores. Paeter settled in with the other children. He was quiet, and to be honest, he would steal food from the other children when he could. But many of the children had similar bad habits. The war had damaged them.
As Christmas approached the children got more and more excited. Mr. Shinder was going to throw a party for the children and there were rumors that there would be roast goose, white bread, and even cake. Some even said Mr. Shinder was buying a toy for every child.
The children had never met Mr. Shinder but they had seen him driving past in his big shiny black car on his way to the factory he owned. Some of the children had even seen him from a distance one day when he came to see the head mistress at the orphanage. Everyone said he was tall and handsome and regal.
On the evening of the Christmas party Paeter’s chore was to shovel a load of coal for the evening. The coal was delivered to a chute that went to the coal bin in the cellar. Each night one of the boys had the chore of putting 22 shovelfuls in the big furnace.
In the excitement of the evening some of the bigger boys were wrestling in the hall outside the cellar door and one of them fell against the door which splintered with a loud crack. In that instant Paeter was back in the Valskis cellar. He looked around for the false wall but it was gone so he dived into the coal bin and in 5 seconds was wedged in the back behind the pile of coal. The sounds of the party turned into the shouting of soldiers and the stomping of boots.
The boys tried to get Paeter to come out but he was completely frozen in fear. Finally they went up to the party and told the head mistress. She excused herself from Mr. Shinder and went down to the cellar to get Paeter. From the edge of the coal bin she gently called to him. “Paeter, it’s okay. The soldiers are gone. You’re safe. Come out, it’s okay.” Within 10 minutes there were a half dozen of the orphanage workers at the edge of the coal bin gently trying to coax Paeter out.
From behind all those gathered at the edge of the coal bin a deep, warm voice said “Please go back to the party, I will get Paeter.” The head mistress and those with her turned and there was Mr. Shinder. He shooed them all up the stairs ignoring their protests and shut the cellar door behind them.
Then Mr. Shinder, the richest man in Lublin, in his tux and tails, his formal cravat and shiny black shoes, went back to the coal bin. He stepped over the bin board and looked at the small space between the ceiling and the top of the coal that Paeter had crawled through. Then he crawled through that small space and down the other side until he was face to face with Paeter. And there he sat for several minutes as Paeter stared at him with big eyes as the soldiers and shouting faded away back into his memory.
Then He said “ Paeter I have prepared a grand Christmas party. Come and be my special guest.” Paeter reached out and took Mr. Shinder’s hand. A few minutes later they walked into the party, covered in coal dust, hand in hand.
…Tonight we celebrate when the God of the Universe came into our coal bin and asked us to be His special guests.
Advent Holy Days (Holidays!) Activity
Sing Christmas carols, and then with the Advent candles lit and the lights off, sing “Silent Night”.
Advent - Just for Fun
(remember, these links are just for fun, don’t try to find some “deep” meaning...just smile)
https://santatracker.google.com/