And here we are at Groundhog's Day, when we long to know if we will have 6 more weeks of winter or if spring will come slipping in. We're also almost a year into this pandemic; although the pandemic was on our radar screen if we were paying attention, many of us weren't personally affected until March, so that's why I say almost a year, not over a year.
We're at a crossroads of holidays: St. Brigid's Day yesterday, and today is Candlemas, also known as the Feast of the Presentation. We also have some holidays associated with pre-Christian times: Imbolc and Oimelc. All of them show the human yearning for fire and light and warmth in these deeper days of winter.
Today, Candlemas, some churches and monasteries will bless the year's supply of candles. I love this tradition. Today would be a good day to light a candle and to think about our own lights. Are we dimly burning wicks? Take heart--the Bible promises that we can still be useful. Does our light burn pure and true? Take care to protect that flame.
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