And I go back to December all the time

Let us just pretend my last blog post wasn’t a MONTH ago (oops, my bad).

December was hot, busy, happy, and exciting. The advent season brought warmer and longer days which was a first for me, and I certainly missed the snow. I can honestly say I have not sweated so much while Christmas Caroling, or at all actually. Along with Christmas comes the end of the year, not just the calendar year but the “school year”. This meant a lot of Christmas & end of the year parties with good food and even better company.

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If you know me, you know I love fireworks, so it is a good thing that on Christmas Eve at midnight (so technically Christmas Day) everyone shoots off fireworks !!  had never seen so many fireworks in my entire 24.5 years (until New Years Eve that is). It was wonderful and beautiful, and made me so, so happy. I spent Christmas attending the services at the church, and with a family from church who welcomed me into their home. The same wonderful family welcomed me again for New Years at the beach in a town called Atlantida. It was my first time leaving the city of Montevideo, so I was thrilled to have this opportunity. I even went swimming on New Years Day (not one of those crazy Polar Dip things, but like actually swimming). From these two holidays I have become quite obsessed with ‘chicky booms’, those little firework popper things you throw on the ground and make noise.

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One thing I that I took time to reflect upon during advent was a reading from Luke (1:26-38). It is when the angel Gabriel comes to Mary to give her the pregnancy announcement (that she will give birth to Jesus). In verse 38 Mary says “Here am I, the servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word”.

HOW DID SHE REMAIN SO CALM ?! I WOULD HAVE BEEN LIKE “YO GABE, YOU WHACK MAN” (more or less).

It’s pretty remarkable to me, she simple asked “how can this be”, I think it’s fair to say I would have had quite a few more questions (after I used my inhaler from a bit of panicking)

Even reflecting on it again after Christmas, it is still beautiful. It reminds me that sometimes I need to stop worrying, stop asking questions, and just be a servant. Even if things seem impossible, or crazy, I need to not only accept it but embrace it as well.

I pinky promise, no crossies count, to update much sooner this time (along with more of what’s going on in the diocese)

143,

Kirst.