It’s almost over.
Just a little more exegesis. Just the last lines on that paper. Just a final final exam.
And then its stuffing the trunk, and driving down the road to home or new home, Donegal or Spencer, home with friends or family with all the familiar warmth and challenge, be it Charlie Brown or National Lampoon.
It’s almost over. The ancient prayer foretells it: We’re “weighed down from of old…” Even the young know what it means to feel weighed down: exams, papers, worries, sins, fears and disappointments as the clock crawls by.
But don’t worry. It’s almost over. The prayer tells us so, that soon we will be “set free by the newness of the long-awaited Nativity…”
When all will be new, when heaven is wedded to earth, and we, the companions of Christ have burdens lifted and made light. For by his incarnation no fear, no death or even medieval philosophy can ever weigh us down again.
O Adonai, it is almost over. And soon it all begins!
