The Darkest Night of the Year

December 24, 2009

Forgive the poetic license– and blatant theft from Over the Rhine– but this is the darkest night of the year. I don’t mean outright horror; nothing tops the Good Friday-Holy Saturday duo there. This is where it really gets tenuous.

The anticipation and fast of Advent; the “hopes and fears of all the years”; the divine plan.

It’s all on one family; one husband trying to find a place to stay for the night; one woman in labor; one God-child being born.

Tomorrow we feast because God is with us; tonight we keep vigil in recognition of just how small the margin of error is.

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