And the wind whispers, ‘Mary.’…
Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown in the past?
And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers, "No. This will be the last."
And the wind cries, ‘Mary!’”
—Jimi Hendrix, “The Wind Cries Mary”
“The wind blows where it chooses, and you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.”—John 3:8 (NRSV)
Earlier essays on Advent:
Video: Laundry drying on the line in the Wicklow Mountains, Ireland, 2018
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Lux In Tenebris Lucet: Tuesday, November 29