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Sign
It was night. Little Francois held on to his old friend’s coat with all his might Jacques. The third day he had eaten for the last and third year since his ruthless soldiers executed both parents. He has been left alone ever since. He lived on the streets of Paris. The only certainty was his dirt, hunger, and getting colder. A flash flashed across the dark sky, a second, a third, and then another and others. A deafening volley of works scared everyone around. “Has the war started …?!” Fear and horror passed on people’s faces as quickly as they came. Someone shouted, “The emperor has a son! Long live
“What will this boy be like?” And indeed, the Lord’s hand was with him … (Luke 1,66). These words no longer belong to anyone from the imperial court. They were uttered over someone much easier, above John the Baptist. I mean, just over a little boy then John.
John, the father of John, was Zechariah, the priest of Israel. When he had made a very great sacrifice in the Temple, he had a vision of an angel. He told him that his wife Elizabeth conceives a son to be named John despite his advanced age. Zechariah questioned this.
Then it was time to show whether Zechariah’s nine-month silence made sense. And a little while, Zechariah already understood that it was God’s will for his son to be called John. John means “Yahweh is merciful.” And John himself was to become a sign for coming.
Jesus was born in the silence and poverty of the night. It was the best start for him. Let us, therefore, prepare for tomorrow’s feast of the heart today to welcome him in silence our deepest self. Let’s quench the disputes, create a beautiful atmosphere at Christmas and let’s be Jesus a worthy sign, a sign of God’s mercy and joyful anticipation
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