Tomorrow starts the “O Antiphons,” Beloved.

These are the days the ancients called the “ember days,” when hope and light were waning.

So, they started to cry out for something to save them.

And from that crying came different names for the Christ, the Messiah, the one to save in the times of waning hope.

It’s beautiful. It’s ever prescient.

It’s needed.

Blessed Advent in these waning days, Beloved.