It can feel as though the nights last forever as December wears on.
That seemingly endless darkness does provide an ideal backdrop for one of the traditions that many of us enjoy during the holidays, driving around our neighborhoods, towns, and cities looking at the Christmas lights.
Whether it’s the simple outlining of a house in colorful lights or those almost garish displays that you’re certain can be seen even from planes flying over, the brightness and the colors do provide some cheer during the long, cold December nights.
Another thing that has provided some cheer for me this December is the Advent season.
The word “Advent” means “the arrival of a notable person, thing, or event.” Many Christian denominations include Advent activities in the worship service for the four weeks leading to Christmas Eve, the night when we celebrate the birth of Jesus, the most notable person to be born into this world.
As we have moved through this Advent season at the church that my husband and I attend, I have found both comfort and hope in the words that are read during the lighting of each of the candles in the Advent wreath: “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”
At times, the darkness is more than just a period of winter when the sun is furthest from the earth in the northern hemisphere. It can seem to penetrate down to our very being. While it may be outside as the days grow shorter, it can also be within us as a sense of restlessness, pain, grief, and even hopelessness.
Being Christian is not what is presented by many TV preachers who stand on elaborate stages in mega churches. Christianity doesn’t free us from facing the challenges of life, and it doesn’t make us perfect people who can soar past those challenges as though we’re oblivious to them.
I believe it was two weeks ago on a Saturday that both the church that we attended previously and the church that we now attend had funeral services, one for a wife and mother of two young men who are not yet in high school; she fought cancer for ten years before it took her from her family and friends. Her husband and her kids are certain to be painfully aware of her absence this Christmas.
During my 44 years on earth, I have cried as I have said goodbye to my grandparents, my only uncle, to family-in-law, and to other friends.
I have felt the uncertainty when we have gotten those phone calls that mom, dad, my sister, my niece, and other family members are in the hospital, often quite far from where I live.
I have faced my own illnesses, and I struggle with anxiety and depression and have sought professional help to address those issues.
I have been among those who were separated out during a staff meeting and taken to another room at the hotel where the meeting was being held only to be told we would no longer be working for that employer, and that we would be escorted back to our place of business to pack our things and to leave. Then I got the news from my husband that he too had lost his job, before I had even found another job.
I have faced career failure and have felt lost on the career path. I have definitely thought that many things in my life would be different.
Those of us who call ourselves Christian are not excluded from the difficulties of life. When we face those difficulties, we feel the concern, fear, and hurt just as anyone else would; we even wonder why sometimes. We ask many other questions as well.
For most of us, God hasn’t appeared in a bush that’s on fire, but isn’t being burned up, and told us why we’re hurting or what to do next. That just doesn’t happen.
In many ways, we live life as do those who espouse other religious beliefs, or as those who do not adhere to any religious belief system.
We find happiness, comfort, and support among our family members and friends. We look to trusted family members, mentors, or peers for advice. And we often make decisions on those tough issues based on the best information that is available to us.
One thing is different though. That light that shines in the darkness, that the darkness has not overcome, and will not overcome, that gives me a hope like nothing I have ever known.
I have faced some tough times, and some times that have nearly broken me. I didn’t experience a supernatural rescue, but then again, I suppose I did in a sense because Jesus came into the world to give us all a hope that, while not freeing us from the challenges and the pain of this life, shines so brightly in the darkness that we can see our way through the most difficult times. We can see our way through because he saw his way through to the cross and to the grave to give us life forever and hope when it seems like there is no hope left.
The Christian faith isn’t magic; it’s work, a lifelong commitment to searching for the truth while knowing you’ll never find all of the answers – the faith part. It’s living a life that to some seems absurd, yet even without all of the answers, even if that light shining in the darkness is a flickering flame barely able to shine on, it still makes sense somehow.