A Joyful Fighting Spirit
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Oh, child of the Midwest... I love you so. “Seasonal clothing” is a relative term for you. And every year, when you open the door to the first snow and throw yourself out in it, my heart explodes. Don’t ever stop. I love going through Advent with you. Your life is healing. Creative. Astonishing.
The hardness and ugliness of current times highlights the beauty of Christ by contrast. I don’t think I will see anything quite the same again...
I hope I don’t.
In a recent article recommended by Bishop Joseph Strickland, Austin Ruse speaks of the “Joyful fighting spirit.” And that pierced me. That’s what I want. That’s what this child has. That’s what I owe to God. And that is what Advent brings...
Quietly.
Intensely.
Intimately.
Then when the time comes...
Oh, come let us adore Him! And testify to the ends of the earth.
True intimacy with Him brings the confidence that necessarily becomes a force in the world. We can now work with vigor to become the greatest saints. Because Christ is with us.
“Christ’s coming into the world was not like that of a sightseer to a strange city, but rather like that of an artist visiting his own studio or an author paging the books he himself has written, for in becoming incarnate, the divine Word was tabernacle himself in his own creation.” - Ven. Fulton Sheen