Venite Adoremus

I could wish you joy and peace
To last a whole life long,
I could wish you sunshine,
Or a cheerful little song,
Or wish you all the happiness
That this life could bring

But I wish you Jesus,
But I wish you Jesus,
But I wish you Jesus,
More than anything.

I could wish you leaves of gold,
And may your path be smooth,
I could wish you treasures,
Or that all your dreams come true,
And I could wish you paradise,
That ev'ry day be spring,

But I wish you Jesus,
But I wish you Jesus,
But I wish you Jesus,
Cause when I wish you Jesus,
I've wished you ev'rything.

I have not experienced a day this loooonnggg and exhausting for ages. But it's been a strangely beautiful day.

I visited the St Francis Xavier Little Sisters of the Poor old folks home with CSS today. Very well- kempt and cozy place.

There is something strangely comforting about looking old age right in the eye. Not only figuratively, but also literally. Recently, especially ever since leaving home, i realise that aging scares me so so much. Not so much growing up on my own part, but watching your loved ones grow old can be so painful. It's even more painful to be unable to be there to grow with them and watch them grow old.

Some of you know that i went home very recently to surprise my grandma on her 81st birthday. It was an exciting but also and emotional affair for me. To be smacked in the face that things have changed and each day is a day closer to losing everything you hold dear.

It isn't easy too when you watch around helplessly as people are torn apart, friends drift apart, hearts are crushed, souls cry a silent cry and no one but you seem to realise that.

Seeing the old folks this morning and every inch of life and optimism they hold onto meant a lot to me. It's a strange feeling. A combination of joy and a certain kind of sadness, which isn't exactly depressing. The fact that they still live and still carry on living, even in the most mundane way possible brings me hope.

Yesterday, i was thinking to myself; A year has come and gone. And it didn't really went as i would have loved it to. What have i done? How have i grown? How do i want to live this coming year and await as Christ the King draws nearer and nearer to us? What things should i let go of and what should i cling onto?

It's normal to doubt yourself, feel like a failure and ponder on life especially at the start of a year. But i had no answer to that.

But this morning, i felt consoled. Just before i left the home, i thanked the Sister for her hospitality and very casually she added that there is a Chapel there. It was there all along, opposite the auditorium we helped clean up, but i didn't realise that. And maybe you want to thank the Good Lord before you leave, she said.

And so i did.

And the words of the founder, St Jean Jugan which i read earlier came to me;

Jesus is waiting for you in the chapel. Go and find him when your strength and patience are giving out, when you feel lonely and helpless. Say to him: "You know well what is happening, my dear Jesus. I have only you. Come to my aid..." And then go your way. And don’t worry about knowing how you are going to manage. It is enough to have told our good Lord. He has an excellent memory!

And then i know that i don't have to start this year with any plan. I don't have to look forward to Christmas with any plan in mind. None of that is important. Even if i lived in anxiety everyday, even if i accomplished nothing in the year ahead, none of that matters.

I just have to keep bringing it before the Good Lord.

And that will be all the resolution i need for the year.


It's a good and new start to this new liturgical year.


Happy Advent.

I wish you Jesus.