We sang this in worship, which was so beautiful because it leads you deeper into the meaning of Christmas
We sang this in worship, which was so beautiful because it leads you deeper into the meaning of Christmas
Oh what joy it is to be in the presence of the Lord. Our hearts leap out to greet Him as He fills us with His love and peace. So too do we take great comfort in the presence of our Blessed Mother who walks with us through every difficulty.
To live in the presence of the Lord however we must strive for Holiness, to constantly purify our hearts and to live modest lives. And we are able to do so through living sacramental lives. Frequent reconciliation and if possible daily reception of the Holy Eucharist.
The promise of our salvation has been fulfilled through our Lord Jesus Christ let our spirits magnify Him through the way we live our lives. Amen
First reading
Song of Songs 2:8-14
I hear my Beloved.
See how he comes
leaping on the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
My Beloved is like a gazelle,
like a young stag.
See where he stands
behind our wall.
He looks in at the window,
he peers through the lattice.
My Beloved lifts up his voice,
he says to me, ‘Come then, my love, my lovely one, come.
For see, winter is past,
the rains are over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth.
The season of glad songs has come, the cooing of the turtledove is heard in our land.
The fig tree is forming its first figs and the blossoming vines give out their fragrance.
Come then, my love, my lovely one, come.
My dove, hiding in the clefts of the rock, in the coverts of the cliff, show me your face,
let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is beautiful.’
Gospel
Luke 1:39-45
Mary set out and went as quickly as she could to a town in the hill country of Judah. She went into Zechariah’s house and greeted Elizabeth. Now as soon as Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the child leapt in her womb and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. She gave a loud cry and said, ‘Of all women you are the most blessed, and blessed is the fruit of your womb. Why should I be honoured with a visit from the mother of my Lord? For the moment your greeting reached my ears, the child in my womb leapt for joy. Yes, blessed is she who believed that the promise made her by the Lord would be fulfilled.’