If the seasons had a beauty contest, Advent would take most of the prizes. In the darkest hours of the year, we adorn every corner with silver and gold, tinsel and lights. Merry music flows into the streets, and plates are heaped with sweetness. It’s as if misery is officially banished from view for the final month of the year. Truth tellers pick up the cheery beat: Isaiah brings glad tidings, Paul shouts “Rejoice!” and John the Baptist testifies to the light. Share the beauty and the joy of Advent with someone who may still be in the dark.
“For [God] has clothed me . . . like a bridegroom adorned with a diadem, like a bride bedecked with her jewels.”