The abyss of being – 4. Sunday of Advent

Leave a comment
The seasons

So the fourth Sunday of Advent has arrived, and with this day also the holiday season for many.

This was not a year of happy Christmas decorating for me – but one of the few things around is a huge purple advent wreath. The candles are so large that it has managed to burn almost all of December and turning into beautiful light sculptures.

Contemplating this last year and looking at and into the individual candles has made me thing of the abyss of being –

  • how we dońt know the outcome of anything
  • how a lot of questions are never answered
  • How pain often is a lifelong companion

But still the light reflects in new and unknown ways – making small paths in the dark.

So maybe that is the thought for this dark season – there will be a small light around – keep looking…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s