O Come, O Come, Emmanuel has always been my favorite carol. I love the ancient chant-like melody and the images it conjures: monks singing by candlelight and waiting to celebrate the coming of the Light of the World while a cold, dark winter lingers on. It has many beautiful verses but the first and most familiar is:
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear.
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel
It is, of course, a particularly fitting verse for Advent when we prepare for the coming of Our Lord. This Advent I have come to understand better what it means because it’s been a dark Advent. In November dear friends lost a child at birth. Their incomprehensible grief and the loss we have all experienced as we miss their daughter we will never have the opportunity to know, made the uncertainty of this life more present.
We are not guaranteed lives free of pain, in fact, quite the opposite. We wait in exile. And in exile there is grief. So I have struggled with the darkness of our exile. How do we live in a world of grief, pain, and uncertainty? How do we love those around us knowing that we might lose them? What does it mean to wait for Jesus?
St. Bernard of Clairvaux writes of three advents. One is in the past: Christ was born to the Blessed Virgin Mary when God Incarnate came to rescue the world. One is in the present: now is the time to prepare our hearts for Christ’s dwelling. And one is in the future: Christ will come again in glory.
During the Advent season I usually only consider the past Advent, Christ’s Nativity. After all, it’s complete and all that I need to do is remember what has happened and celebrate on Christmas morning what Our Lord has done. The other two advents require more of me. How do I prepare my heart for the Son of God to enter it? And perhaps even more difficult: How can I bear waiting for Christ’s return in exile, amidst grief, pain, and uncertainty?
In the advent carol the first step is to long for Christ. O come, O come, Emmanuel, God with us. We long for Him because we have come to understand the difficult reality of our situation. Until we realize that placing our security in anything of this life is fruitless, we will not be able to long for Christ as we ought. We are captives in this exile and we must understand our helplessness and need of a Savior.
I remember Zechariah who was struck dumb during the miraculous pregnancy of his aging and previously barren wife, Elizabeth. Waiting. Yearning for new life as he anticipated the birth of his son, John the Baptist. And ransom captive Israel that mourns in lonely exile here… Our exile. It seems very dark. But we have been given a gift, a promise that our exile will not last forever. We have been given hope. And our hope is a Living Hope for it is Christ himself.
What makes the darkness and the waiting and the pain bearable is that it will come to an end. Zechariah will speak at the end of nine months. A woman in labor will not be in pain forever. Until the Son of God appear… In the darkness of our exile we wait in joyful hope because He is coming. He HAS come. And He IS here.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. The redemption of the world has happened in the Incarnation, it is happening in us and in the world, it will be fulfilled and completed.
How can we bear our exile? I don’t pretend to have all the answers. But I think I am learning that the key is hope. With hope we can say with Lady Julian of Norwich, even through our grief…And all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.
Note that she doesn’t say, “Everything’s OK.” Everything is not ok. She says “All shall be well.” What a difference. All shall be well.
Not because our will has been done, but because Our Lord walks beside us in our suffering and he has conquered death with the power of his Love. This pain, this exile is not the final word. At the moment when the Word became flesh, God himself born as a baby in a cold stable with only his Blessed Mother, St. Joseph, and the angels to celebrate his coming: that is moment of triumph upon which the whole universe spins. That is the truth I am holding on to this dark Advent.
Light of the World, though you have never left us, come again. Have mercy and give us hope.
This post is an Advent reflection from our first book, but I wanted to share it with you today. Whether or not you are experiencing a dark Advent this year, I’m sure you know someone who is. I have the Lenaburgs and Baby Felix on my heart this week. Please lift them up in prayer.
Thank you for posting this, Haley. It really speaks to my soul in the midst of a really dark advent. The first week of advent, friends of my 5 yo daughter lost their mother. The second week of advent, my husband lost two dear friends in two days. It has made us cry out to God “It’s not suppose to be like this.” But Advent reminds us that Jesus came to redeem it and how very much we need him in the midst of the darkness.
So sorry to hear that, Trista. Hugs.
Beautiful perspective on Advent, and the end of your post made me a bit teary. Thanks for posting about Felix’s cause, I know of the Lenaburgs but hadn’t heard about him. Precious little guy!
I know. He is so darling. Can’t imagine how hard it would be to not be able to bring him home for months longer. Keep them in your prayers!
Very timely for me. I have been praying for hope each day this Advent. It has been my focus this season.
For some reason I always forget to pray for important things like hope and joy, but I’m going to make it my new focus to ask for those blessings. Happy Advent, Jenna <3
Great post, and good reminder. I seem to always forget that hope- it’s like I need God to constantly remind me that all will be well.
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So timely right now…. Mary, Felix, my own little ones who aren’t here. You’re right it’s not the promise that all is right, right now, but the reminder that it will be well in the end.
Your family and the sweet little ones you’re missing are definitely on my heart this Advent, dear friend.
Really profound, thank you Haley!
Thanks, Liz!
Great post! I really enjoy your blog. It is so lovely to see a fun young mom showing her faith and helping others on the path. Merry Christmas!
Thanks so much, Angela! I really appreciate that 🙂 Merry Christmas to you!
Thank you for this. I lost a son mid-pregnancy this past summer and the holidays have been difficult. It is good to read something that speaks to my grief, and offers hope without invalidating the suffering.
I’ve always loved that carol too 🙂
Oh Rachel, I am so sorry to hear of your loss. I can only imagine the difficulty of facing the holidays. Prayers for your whole family <3
Completely unrelated — but since I am procrastinating and doing work at home, and I reading blogs and watching shows on-demand. Came across the reality show The Sisterhood on Lifetime.
Wondering what you think of this show!
I haven’t seen it, Lori! What did you think?
Still forming an opinion — and honestly, more just listening as I work on my computer and I only really look up and pay attention when it sounds like there’s a lot of drama, but there was a chastity discussion — that reminded me your podcast — these women didn’t differentiate between abstinence and chastity.
Thank you for this. I’ve been sharing it with family and friends who are struggling right now. It is feeling like a dark Advent in some ways, and I am so grateful for your words. They spoke especially to someone dear to me, and I know they brought some comfort to her, which brings the same to me.
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