Deadlines – An Advent Reflection

I have a love/hate relationship with deadlines. 

Deadlines are highly motivating. There is a clear project, direction, and end in sight. Deadlines can often spark creativity. Time instantly becomes more precious and there comes a moment when I just have to commit to a plan and go with it so that the deadline can be met. 

However, deadlines can also be hugely stressful. Deadlines apply pressure to finish a specific project in a specific window of time, even if there are other things I am more interested in focusing on. They can be unrealistic for the scope of a project, especially if a project has evolved to something larger than originally planned. Deadlines can feel defeating when they arrive before I am really ready to present what I’ve been working on. The project is finished in a rush and hasn’t had time to grow to it’s full potential, if it gets completed at all. 

I am a stay at home mom with a love of crafting and gift giving, so my deadlines are mostly self-imposed. The biggest deadline of them all is rapidly drawing upon us – Christmas. There are so many crafters in the world who are right now, in this very moment, scrambling to complete the projects they decided would make excellent Christmas gifts. Maybe they started early, but have so many gifts to make they still aren’t finished yet. Maybe they didn’t realize how long their project would take. Some only just began their crafting in the past few weeks because life and timing got away from them. They woke up on Dec. 1 and realized how many hats they wanted to knit for their co-workers and have been knitting non-stop since then. 

I have been in all of these circumstances. There was even one year I completed a pair of knitted socks for a loved one while we were driving to their house. I have made grand plans only to run out of time. This year, thankfully, my gift making required a large loom that will definitely not fit in the car, so I knew that back up plan would not work. I’m so happy to say that as of Dec. 12, my gift crafting is done (well, for now. There’s always the car ride to whip something else up) (Joke’s on me, I wrote that last line before we left. Guess what I’m doing while we drive…). 

As it does every Advent, the Church asks us to consider another deadline, a rather final one – the Second Coming of Christ. It actually brings a whole new meaning to this compound word we use so frequently – Dead. Line. A line which beyond is death. Christ’s return to earth is difficult for us to grapple with. It is a deadline, to be sure. Yet Jesus told us that we would not know the timing of it’s arrival. How are we supposed to prepare for a deadline that we don’t know the time or location of?

First and foremost, we listen to and pray with Scripture. We listen to John the Baptist, crying out in the desert for repentance. We listen to Jesus in His parables that teach us to stay awake and alert. We listen to St. Paul when he tells us to pray without ceasing, and to rejoice in the faith and salvation we have from Jesus Christ.

Second, we continue to seek out God in our everyday ordinary existence. This means looking for opportunities to love our neighbor. If we can go to bed every day thinking about the ways we helped others, served others, died to our own selfishness, and extended God’s love to those we met (be they new people or the same people we share each day with), we will be well on our way to heaven.  

Just because we don’t know when Jesus will come back does not mean the project of salvation isn’t the highest priority. Of all the things on your to-do list today, of all the projects and plans you would like to accomplish by a certain deadline, where does God’s plan for your sainthood fall?

Hidden Joys

I have been so pleasantly surprised by the fall colors here in Alabama. We lived in Mississippi 13 years ago and I honestly don’t recall what kind of fall foliage we had there. I didn’t know what to expect from Alabama.

While it’s not a Midwest fall color fest of course, we do have quite a few trees changes color. In a way, the trees that do change are extra special because they stand out so much more than when every single tree has changed over. I am trying to savor those colors instead of glossing over them.

I was sharing this observation with my writing group within the Word on Fire Institute. As I wrote to them, I elaborated about how not knowing what nature will do each season has become one of the hidden joys of this military life.

We moved to Kansas in the middle of winter. We had no idea what flowers were going to be in our front or back beds. Would we have a bunch of weeds? Nothing at all? A bunch of perennials? Around both large trees in the front was a very tangled underbrush type of plant. I was thoroughly surprised and delighted by the tulips that came up in early spring.

Moving often is difficult. There have definitely been seasons when I have sunk into the difficulty. But no matter where we are, the natural seasons continue to turn. As one season blends into the next, I find myself drawn out of my inner worries and concerns. I begin to look about in wonder and delight as a season I know well comes alive anew for me because of the new location we have found ourselves in.

Speaking of seasons turning, some seasonal change is happening here on the blog. As you have likely noticed, the weekly Gospel reflections have waned. If you aren’t a YouTube subscriber but you did enjoy the weekly reflection, I would humbly ask you to subscribe to my YouTube channel. I am continuing to post weekly Gospel reflections there. While sustainable and life-giving at first, writing at that frequency as well as recording and producing a weekly video has become too much to handle.

Due to the needed creative break, there will not be an updated Advent journal. Previous years’ journals are all still available and are organized by liturgical year (we will be starting Year B the First Sunday of Advent). You are more than welcome and encouraged to check out the previous journals. The days will not line up but the overall readings and content will.

As I said, I am continuing with the weekly YouTube videos and am hoping to include some additional Advent reflections. If you were hoping for new Advent specific content from me, YouTube is the place for it.

The seasons continue to shift and change. This blog has grown and evolved since I started it and I’m sure it will continue to do so. From the beginning, I have tried to use this space in such a way that is pleasing to the will of the Holy Spirit, to post when inspired to share and to share the good, beautiful, and hard things God is working in my life and the life of my family. Thank you for continuing to journey with me.

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Angelus – Twenty-eighth Sunday of Ordinary Time

Matthew 22:1-14

As the weeks continue to march on, I am feeling stretched rather thin. At times like these, it is important to take the time to discern what God’s will is for this season, this moment. I have taken on quite a bit creatively, and Bilbo’s words from Fellowship keep coming back to me. This is from when he is talking to Gandalf about why he needs to go away from the Shire.

Why, I feel all thin, sort of stretched, if you know what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread.

The Fellowship of the Ring, J.R.R. Tolkien

I am not ready to say weekly Gospel reflections here need to be paused, but I don’t have the creative energy or time to do both a YouTube video and additional post. So for this week, I leave you in the most capable of hands, Pope Francis.

The link here is to an Angelus audience from Oct. 11, 2020.

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