It’s been a long time since I’ve sat down to just blog for fun, and this day just screamed out for it.
Happy Gaudete! What a great, great day. I’ve always loved Gaudete Sunday, and this year it seems especially joyful. For starters, I had a lovely weekend with family, enjoying Nashville through food, history, drink, and more food. And drink. I went to sleep last night almost feeling like it was already my birthday. Honestly, no one deserves this much fun for their birthday after they enter their third decade.
This morning I had poticia and a leftover pink cupcake for breakfast to celebrate Gaudete Sunday. Poticia is a Slovenian nut bread that my grandma always made for Christmas- now my mom and aunts make it, and my aunt gave me some early – so I saved it to eat on Gaudete Sunday! Rejoice! I lit my advent wreath and read my morning spiritual reading, and I honestly thought for a brief moment that it was already my birthday. It’s good to be loved.
Even Sammy, the weekend doorman, gave me homemade treats this morning. Honestly, I do not deserve this much love.
Mass was absolutely beautiful, with all the best Advent songs AND the OPENING OF THE HOLY DOOR with the Bishop sitting in choir and an incredible homily from Father Baker that actually ended with a hilarious reference to L.A. (Lower Alabama) and the command to shout “Happy Jubilee!” in the streets of Nashville. Honestly. It’s just too much. I was dying of joy.
Then it was the realization during Communion that:
1) I was born during an extraordinary Jubilee.
2) This is an extraordinary Jubilee, and it basically opened for me this morning, on my favorite Sunday of the year, the day before my birthday
3) In 11 days, I will celebrate the 20th anniversary of my first Marian consecration. 20 years. Whew.
Basically, people, this is a big year for me. I can feel it. Lots of graces. God has big plans. Here we go!
Almost half the church was wearing pink this morning. You could feel the joy. Then a bright pink taxi cab drove by while we were standing outside of church and Father Baker shouted, “That taxi cab! Come here! We need you! It’s a Gaudete taxi cab!” I mean, it was like everyone was intoxicated on Advent Joy.
It was sad to say goodbye to the family after brunch, especially since we have had such an incredibly fun time (lots of laughter!), but it was tempered by the fact that I would see them all in ten days! I began listening to Advent/Christmas music on the way home (for the first time this year- it pays to wait, I’m telling you) and I could just feel it. He is coming. He is near.
Gaudete, everyone! Go rejoice today! He is near!