Saturday, November 29, 2008
Advent means arrival.
We are waiting for the celebration of the arrival of Christ.
European Christians began lightening their advent wreaths made of eternal green plants about year 1000. The wreaths symbolizing eternity, and also the wheel of time.
Each Sunday a new light is lit.
We are waiting for the Prince of Light.
The nearer we come the day of Christ's birth, the more lights are shining.
The liturgical color of advent is lilac. The color of fight, sorrow and preparation.
Most Norwegian homes are decorated with an
advent wreath and an electric advent-stick in one or more windows.
Hubby Gunnar and I take a great pleasure driving around admiring these modest advent-sticks.
They are lit in the poorest of homes, in hospitals, court of justice, at the fishmonger's, at the Salvation Army,-and of course in our home.
It is a time of beauty and expectation.
I was 6 when a started school. We learned lots of new songs, but this is the one I remember best from my first Christmas at school.
The text is about this; "There's a shining in silent villages, sparkling lights held by thousand children's hands.
Wandering towards the stable while singing, they are holding the candles towards the sky..."