Tonight, the little university down the street from us held its annual candlelight service for the season of advent. I had originally hoped that all three of us could attend, but alas, Beatrix did not nap and so was in no shape for such an evening outing. If it weren't for Byron nearly kicking me out of the house, (because he knows I like this sort of Christmas stuff), I would of settled for the couch (or the computer desk).
Instead I rode my bike up to the chapel, in the dark, alone. I sat in a back pew. And I spent the hour in total bliss, surrounded by beauty and in awe of this season. This birth story of a very special babe. The chorus could have been angels. Their voices filled every particle of the chapel and brought me nearly to tears over and over. By the end of the hour, I sat surrounded by strangers, in a century old church, and in total darkness, until little by little light made it's way back through the sharing of a flame.
I hope to keep this evening close to my heart over this next month as a reminder of the warmth, joy, love, and light that this season of advent brings to our days.
one of the sweetest college memories i have is of attending that service with friends during our su days. love that you got to get away & be wrapped up in the wonder of the season for a bit. thanks for transporting me there too :).
Posted by: sarah | December 02, 2011 at 07:40 PM
I asked Molly about it and she reassured me that it was an evening not to miss! It was so very beautiful. I feel so fortunate to have found this little town. So much good stuff offered here. I'm in love.
Posted by: nichole | December 02, 2011 at 08:46 PM
I asked Molly about it and she reassured me that it was an evening not to miss! It was so very beautiful. I feel so fortunate to have found this little town. So much good stuff offered here. I'm in love.
Posted by: nichole | December 02, 2011 at 08:47 PM
oh yay! i'm so glad you're feeling at home there.
Posted by: sarah | December 03, 2011 at 11:40 AM