This year I have got three, no, four advent 'calendars' on the go;
The little tea lights I 'made', as in wrapping them around with Christmas washi tape which I started yesterday, as there was one tea light left over from last year; (you will see some of the tea lights stacked ready to the side)
Today's also the day for starting the chocolate advent calendar (I am so looking forward to a chocolate after supper tonight) and the wooden Father Christmas calendar, now with all the little drawers miraculously stuffed full with different exotic teas;
Finally, or should I say initially, I began the Advent book 'Frequencies of God, using the poems of RS Thomas poems. I read the first poem on Sunday 29th November as that was the first day of Advent. I'll leave you with today's poem;
In Church by R. S. Thomas
Often I try
To analyse the quality
Of its silences.
Is this where God hides
From my searching?
I have stopped to listen, After the few people have gone,
To the air recomposing itself
For vigil. It has waited like this
Since the stones grouped themselves about it.
These are the hard ribs
Of a body that our prayers have failed
To animate. Shadows advance
From their corners to take possession
Of places the light held
For an hour. The bats resume
Their business. The uneasiness of the pews
Ceases. There is no other sound
In the darkness but the sound of a man
Breathing, testing his faith On emptiness, nailing his questions
One by one to an untenanted cross.
The lines that stayed with me were '...the air recomposing itself / For vigil. It has waited like this /Since the stones grouped themselves about it.'
That really gave me a sense of millenia...
(How does he know where to put the line breaks in?)
Update on my father - he is making steady progress, beginning to think about what everyday life might look like when he leaves hospital.