It’s Advent, and as I write this a few days before the second Sunday, I rejoice to see a pewter sky. Yes, I know most of us prefer a convincing blue that lets us feel that all’s right with the world. But in Advent it’s different. Advent is the season of hope. Overcast, no; pewter, yes.
I am drawn to ponder the readings from this weekday Mass, and other passages from Old and New testaments, dealing with light and blindness.
Out of gloom and darkness, the eyes of the blind shall see. (Isaiah 29:18)
Is Isaiah saying that that even the blind will be able to see in our dark world, such is the radiance of the Messiah? If only we could remember from within our gloom that . . .
The true light, which enlightens everyone, was coming into the world. (John 1:9)
Jesus invites us into his light: “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” (John 8:12)
The greater the troubles, the more dazzling the rescue. Advent’s hope seems especially apt for the world’s problems these days – which are certainly no worse than what humanity has been facing for eons. Advent reminds us that Christ’s teachings are his the life-giving light that offers us our only true peace.
In the Gospel, two blind men come to Jesus to be cured. “Do you believe that I can do this?” he asks. So which is it that will heal us: the strength of our faith, or the power of Christ ?
It it is neither by the one nor the other, but by our working in cooperation with the graces Christ offers.
Patience. Faith. Trust. These are the virtues, the qualities of soul available to us during this season. Advent ushers in true Joy as we long for Christ to visit and remain in our darkened world. He wants to cure our blindness and fill every event of our life with the brilliance of his Light.
The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom should I fear? . . .
Wait for the Lord with courage; be stouthearted, and wait for the Lord. (Ps. 27:1, 14)