Christ dwells within the deepest fibre of my spirit. Does not Christ call me to welcome my own soul as I would a stranger, as Christ himself? How do the many forms of ‘forgetting’ I engage with nourish and nurture this vision, this acuality, this ‘ being’ within the deepest recesses of my own being.
This Advent and Christmas tide is about welcoming and birthing of Christ within each darkened crevice of my being. As Christ came and welcomed the stranger, can I also welcome the stranger- the shadow inside myself? This is what I sense God says to me. Do I have the courage to set aside cherished forms of forgetting and can I open myself toward the unknown friend?