“It smells like it’s gonna snow.” If you haven’t lived in a four-season climate, that comment may sound strange, but those who have experienced winter know the distinct fragrance that tells them what’s coming. As the seasons change, there is a change in the air. The frozen ground of winter smells different than it does as it thaws in the spring, and the warm, heavy air of summer gives way to the cooler, crisper perfume of fall.
The grace of living in four seasons is that each year we see a stunning display of the cycle of life: the new birth of spring, the full richness of summer, the harvest and grace of fall, and the quiet shutting down of winter. The greatest transition, though, happens as the cycle begins again.
By the end of winter, everything looks dead — heavy gray skies, scraggly bare trees, trodden brown grass peeking out in patches where remnants of dirty snow have melted. But then, right around Easter time (on this side of the equator), the world starts to come alive again. That melted snow has watered the ground, and dormant trees awaken to drink from it. Buds appear, then leaves and flowers. The grass gets green, birds sing, and the sun shines.
Jesus tells us in Luke’s Gospel today, “When their buds burst open, you see for yourselves and know that summer is now near.” Every year is an allegory — there is life after death; God makes everything new. Jesus talks to his Apostles about “these things” taking place and they are not easy ones: the destruction of the temple, signs and persecutions. Then the Coming of the Son of Man. He seems to be reminding us that it will be difficult, hard things will happen, and sometimes things will get worse before they get better. We will all see our winter. But trust.
God keeps His promises, and He reveals himself to us in the very world He created and in Scripture. Jesus tells us, “Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away.” Our call is to keep our eyes open and see what is unfolding. Just as that first green crocus pushing up through the snow tells us warmer days are coming, God will reveal Himself to us. There are signs. Notice them, and remember, no matter how hard the winter, spring is coming. Trust that the battle has already been won.
Daily Reading
Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe
Reading 1 Zechariah 2:14-17 Sing and rejoice, O daughter Zion! See, I am coming to dwell among you, says the LORD. Many nations shall join themselves to the LORD on…
Saint of the Day
St. Juan Diego
St. Juan Diego
Feast date: Dec 09
On Dec. 9, Roman Catholics celebrate St. Juan Diego, the indigenous Mexican Catholic convert whose encounter with the Virgin Mary began the Church’s devotion to Our Lady of Guadalupe.In 1474, 50 years before receiving the name Juan Diego at his baptism, a boy named Cuauhtlatoatzin — “singing eagle” — was born in the Anahuac Valley of present-day Mexico. Though raised according to the Aztec pagan religion and culture, he showed an unusual and mystical sense of life even before hearing the Gospel from Franciscan missionaries.In 1524, Cuauhtlatoatzin and his wife converted and entered the Catholic Church. The farmer now known as Juan Diego was committed to his faith, often walking long distances to receive religious instruction. In December of 1531, he would be the recipient of a world-changing miracle.On Dec. 9, Juan Diego was hurrying to Mass to celebrate the Feast of the Immaculate Conception. But the woman he was heading to church to celebrate came to him instead.In the native Aztec dialect, the radiant woman announced herself as the “ever-perfect holy Mary, who has the honor to be the mother of the true God.”“I am your compassionate Mother, yours and that of all the people that live together in this land,” she continued, “and also of all the other various lineages of men.”She asked Juan Diego to make a request of the local bishop. “I want very much that they build my sacred little house here” — a house dedicated to her son Jesus Christ, on the site of a former pagan temple, that would “show him” to all Mexicans and “exalt him” throughout the world.She was asking a great deal of a native farmer. Not surprisingly, his bold request met with skepticism from Bishop Juan de Zumárraga. But Juan Diego said he would produce proof of the apparition, after he finished tending to his uncle whose death seemed imminent.Making his way to church on Dec. 12, to summon a priest for his uncle, Juan Diego again encountered the Blessed Virgin. She promised to cure his uncle and give him a sign to display for the bishop. On the hill where they had first met he would find roses and other flowers, though it was winter.Doing as she asked, he found the flowers and brought them back to her. The Virgin Mary then placed the flowers inside his tilma, the traditional cloak-like garment he had been wearing. She told him not to unwrap the tilma containing the flowers until he had reached the bishop.When he did, Bishop Zumárraga had his own encounter with Our Lady of Guadalupe – through the image of her that he found miraculously imprinted on the flower-filled tilma. The Mexico City basilica that now houses the tilma has become, by some estimates, the world’s most-visited Catholic shrine.The miracle that brought the Gospel to millions of Mexicans also served to deepen Juan Diego’s own spiritual life. For many years after the experience, he lived a solitary life of prayer and work in a hermitage near the church where the image was first displayed. Pilgrims had already begun flocking to the site by the time he died on Dec. 9, 1548, the 17th anniversary of the first apparition.Blessed John Paul II beatified St. Juan Diego in 1990, and canonized him in 2002.