We celebrated the 4th Sunday of Advent today. The service was lovely, and the music haunting. There was one verse in particular from an advent hymn that sent chills up my spine. The hymn is "Each Winter As the Year Grows Older" and the verse is "When race and class cry out for treason, When sirens call for war, They over shout the voice of reason, And scream till we ignore All we held dear before." The tune is sung to the better known Carol of Hope. The words in this verse made me see images in my mind of Eric Brown's arrest and death, the protestors of police profiling and killing young black men and the senseless violence against NYPD this week. Crazy world that we live in has been the same crazy world as long ago. I truly disbelieve all who say the world is worse than ever. Before, this type of news would have been hushed, covered up. We would never have seen it the same day.
From the hymn "Creator of the Stars of Night" comes this refrain: "Come, O Lord, and bring your light, O radiant star, our hearts' delight, O god with us, Emmanuel, with your love, the dark dispel".
On this shortest day of the year in the Northern Hemisphere, may we let light chase the dark away from us. May truth and justice and clear heads prevail!
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