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This One Advent
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by Sister Egeria Mark
One year I heard an Advent sermon
about braving the dark abyss of the unknown.
I, three toes into that particular abyss and sinking fast,
took comfort in the notion
that my painful and untidy circumstance
might be within divine providence.
Walking home from church I said to God,
Fine
send what you will
just please can we change everything?
One night two weeks later a keen incomer
looked at me like I was someone
and talked to me like I was of significance.
(I was.) (I still am.)
Three days later I deemed
the life sentence I was serving
null and void.
In the John Irving novel
that is my call story
a stranger urging me to not dye my hair
was God’s first step
in changing
everything.



