A word that has surrounded me this Advent. In a conversation. In mass readings.
I rejoice heartily in the LORD,
in my God is the joy of my soul,
My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord;
my spirit rejoices in God my Savior
Brothers and sisters:
1 Thes 5:16
I will stand at my watch
and station myself on the ramparts;
I will look to see what he will say to me,
and what answer I am to give to this complaint.
I heard and my heart pounded,
my lips quivered at the sound;
decay crept into my bones,
and my legs trembled.
Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity
to come on the nation invading us.
Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
Habakkuk 2:1, 3:16-19
Sing and rejoice, O daughter Zion!
See, I am coming to dwell among you, says the LORD.
Rejoice in the NOW. Rejoice in the trials, gifts, laughter and tears of the moment. For all is a blessing from God.