Flashbacks filled my days and nightmares tormented my sleep. As frightening memories of my past were emerging in November 2004, I was also busy working, caring for one child who was in high school and one out of college, and helping in several ministries at church. Trying to hold myself together and somehow stay present to everyday life was an exhausting challenge.
Darkness seemed my constant companion.
With Advent approaching, I clung to the Scripture in John 1:5 “The light shines
in the darkness and the darkness did not overcome it.” I carried these words of
hope wherever I went, whispering them under my breath, praying God would
sustain me through these days.
During counseling sessions I poured forth
memories. My counselor received and held them. But the flashbacks and
nightmares weren’t going away. Desperate to find color and meaning when
everything seemed dark, I decided it was time to create my own light.
I turned to the story of Jesus’ birth in
Luke 1 and 2. As I read, I wondered what Mary was doing when the angel
interrupted her and told her she was going to be pregnant with God’s son. Was
she making bread, caring for animals, or sewing clothes? I was curious what
Joseph thought as an angel came to him in a dream describing Jesus’ impending
birth. Was he afraid or puzzled? Or was he astonished that he had a place in
the story that would fulfill Scripture written in ages past? Although Mary is
often described as a picture of obedience to God’s calling, Joseph too was
obedient, awakening from the dream, holding firm with his plans to wed Mary,
joining her on the path of divine pregnancy no matter what challenges would
come.
In my own life, I pictured God weaving
strength and courage deep into my heart. I picked up some strips of fabric and
began to weave them one over the other, illustrating what I wanted God to do
and what I felt God wanting to do in me. Touching the tan and white strips of
smooth muslin and moving each one over and under, over and under, helped me
stay present and brought comfort. The strips reminded me of the swaddling cloth
used to wrap newborn Jesus. This weaving process created the perfect background
for a new piece of art emerging as I meditated on the Christmas story.
I found a piece of common white paper, a pen,
watercolors, scissors and thread. On the paper, I used a
pencil to draw Mary with long dark braids. I drew small squares as patches of
fabric on her clothes, remembering she came from a humble family. In her arms,
she holds Jesus wrapped in swaddling cloths.
I pictured Joseph with shorter hair and a
beard. He holds a burning candle proclaiming, “Jesus is the light of the
world!” The light I was seeking had become flesh.
I pulled out a child’s palette of paints
to add color to my pencil sketches. When the watercolor dried, I cut out each
figure and object and anchored them to the woven cloth background with a needle and
thread.
The star was bright and colorful
symbolizing light coming to the world. Recently, when I showed the manger scene
to a friend, she said the colors scattered in the straw of the manger looked
like birthday confetti, representing the hope and joy Jesus brought into the
world that night.
Sixteen years later as I look at my
picture of the manger scene, I still sense both the darkness and my need for light.
Our small family hasn’t been together since September 2018, when our younger
daughter got married. Much-anticipated visits planned over the past year were
canceled due to the pandemic. We are simultaneously joyous and heartbroken as
we welcomed our first grandchild born in May but we have yet to meet him. He
and his parents live in Oregon, a state still in stage one of shutdown with
rising COVID cases like most of the United States.
My days volunteering at a local hospital
and elementary school, places where I experienced connection and community
while I served, are suspended indefinitely.
Others across the country have lost loved
ones from the virus. Many forms of loss imposed by this disease, such as
unemployment, illness, virtual school, financial difficulties, and strained
relationships have turned our routines upside down. It’s a good time for a
Savior once again.
Mary and Joseph are models of obedience,
listening and responding to God’s desire for their lives. They give us the
example of trust in God and commitment to each other. Although neither may have
practiced the same “spiritual disciplines” as we know them today, their hearts
were open to receiving God’s word, whether from an angel or in a dream.
Mary and Joseph experienced darkness in their
lives too. An unexpected and unusual pregnancy before marriage surely brought
disruption to their days. Explaining their circumstances to family and
relatives – “A baby, from God? How can this be?” surely created confusion and
disbelief in those who loved them.
This young couple offers light in their
willingness to follow God’s leading despite what others may have said. Their
example in fulfilling God’s story written by the prophets and carried through
in their actions gives us encouragement for our days when we have uncertainty
and doubt.
Take a moment and consider what
difficulties the corona virus has brought to you. Make a list. Sometimes
writing struggles on paper is a way to release what is held in your heart.
Now, how can you create your own light?
First, light a candle to remind you, God is here, God is with me.
Make a collage. I find art an easy way to
open my heart when I am troubled. Gather a few catalogues or magazines,
scissors, a glue stick and paper. Look at pictures or words on these
pages. What attracts your attention?
What feelings surface as you work? What
thoughts or memories come as you leaf
through the pages? Arrange what you found and glue to the paper.
When you finish, step away for an hour or
two. When you return, reflect on your collage. Write a few sentences describing
the thoughts, memories or longings you see in what you chose. What key words or
themes come as you write? Name your collage and write the date on the back of
the paper. Put the collage in a place you can see throughout Advent.
I am thankful for the Advent drawing I
created years ago. I am amazed at how relevant the picture is today, still
speaking to me of God’s hope and light in a dark time.
Prayer: God,
these times of health and safety concerns can create anxiety and unease. Let the hope of Advent come through strongly
so we can see the faith and trust Mary and Joseph placed in you when they
received unexpected news. Let us too, follow them on our own way to Bethlehem,
and settle in the light brought forth in Jesus. Create in us new light moment
by moment so in these unusual times we may not feel distanced from you, but
close in heart. We depend on your strength and companionship at all times. Let
your presence be our light each day. Amen.
On these darkest days of the year, you come with simple suggestions to make our own light. I’m sitting in front of my Advent wreath as I read your words. I believe I’ll light the three of this week so they might brighten the morning. Thank you. (Also, I love your friend’s observation that the colors in the manger look like confetti!)
ReplyDeleteThank you Ann for your thoughtful comments. The friend was Darcy.
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