THIRD SUNDAY OF ADVENT DECEMBER 13, 2020

MASS READINGS

RESPONSORIAL PSALM Luke 1:46-55)

My soul rejoices in my God ((ISAIAH 61:10b)

My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord;

my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,

for he has looked upon his lowly servant.

From this day all generations will call me blessed:

R. My soul rejoices in my God.

the Almighty has done great things for me,

and holy is his Name.

He has mercy on those who fear him

in every generation.

R. My soul rejoices in my God.

He has filled the hungry with good things,

and the rich he has sent away empty.

He has come to the help of his servant Israel

for he has remembered his promise of mercy,

R. My soul rejoices in my God.

REFLECTION: "My soul rejoices in my God"

Our Mother Mary found herself pregnant, about to deliver without the decency of a clean sheet or cot.

Besides her love, all she could offer God was to cover Him and place Him in a feeding trough.

We might not have anything to offer God, but yet can care for Him in our souls. Can we be a Bethlehem to our Lord? Can we cover and care for Him as we have nothing to our name but only what He has given us?

The humble Lord chose a small place to be born--Bethlehem ( House of Bread) . The humble and the small are the ways to live and be: not a palace and not a large buzzling city for all to see Him.

Bethlehem was 70 miles south of Nazareth. How inconvenient. But the inconveniences of life are just what we need to remind us of God, His promises, His love and His mercy. What joy to know as we travel toward Bethlehem and toward our final judgment that, like Mary, we will be filled with joy and rejoice in the stillness and darkness of Bethlehem. Let the joy of our Advent bring joy to our lives.

Trust your journey to God. Rest your soul. God is with you and will see you through. Be willing to bear His cross.

God Bless You.