Dai­ly Reflec­tion
Decem­ber 10, 2014

Wednesday of the Sec­ond week in Advent
Lectionary: 183
Nan­cy Shirley

We are part way through the sec­ond week of Advent and Christ­mas Eve is two weeks away.  We will cel­e­brate the birth of our Sav­ior soon – are we ready?  I don’t mean is all your Christ­mas shop­ping done or if the dec­o­ra­tions are com­plete.  Are we READY?  Our read­ings chal­lenge us to pre­pare our­selves not for fes­tiv­i­ties but for sal­va­tion. 
In the first read­ing, Isa­iah rebukes us – it is almost as if he can’t believe that we are not aware.

Do you not know or have you not heard?
The LORD is the eter­nal God, cre­ator of the ends of the earth.

We have noth­ing to wor­ry about or be con­cerned.  We have (or should have) hope for the future, our eter­nal future. He reminds us that those who have hope in the Lord will renew their strength. It is such an impor­tant mes­sage for us.  Some­times as we near the end of the year and all that implies cou­pled with the busy­ness of the Christ­mas sea­son, we do, indeed, grow weary.  The hec­tic pace belies this sea­son of peace – most of us would not, could not say that “all is calm.”  Isaiah’s mes­sage is one of strength and faith.  As the beau­ti­ful song, We will rise again from David Haas, states in the refrain, 

We will run and not grow weary
for our God will be our strength
and we will fly like an eagle.
We will rise again.

The words of the song kept echo­ing in my head as I first read this scrip­ture and thought about it this week.  I always take com­fort in this song feel­ing the relief and solace when I rely on God for my strength.

Our gospel fol­lows the thoughts of our first read­ing.  It is in God and His Son that we will tru­ly find rest.  I love the image of tak­ing the yoke because you can’t real­ly use a yoke alone – it needs to be used in part­ner­ship. Jesus is offer­ing to be our part­ner as we share His yoke.  If we do decide to bind our­selves to Him, we will find a dif­fer­ent way of liv­ing – a way that is meek and hum­ble of heart.  With­in this new way, we will live the promis­es of Isa­iah with strength and refuge and soar as with eagles’ wings.

May you have a blessed Christmas!

Nan­cy Shirley

Retired Asso­ciate Pro­fes­sor of Nursing

I returned to Creighton in Decem­ber 2003 hav­ing pre­vi­ous­ly taught at Creighton from 1980-1989 and involved in many cam­pus activ­i­ties includ­ing ILAC and CEC House. Since return­ing, assumed Fac­ul­ty and Admin­is­tra­tive roles on both Oma­ha and Phoenix cam­pus pri­or to retire­ment August 2022. Served as the Nurs­ing Direc­tor for ILAC from 2013 – 2021 and as a reservist in the Army Nurse Corps for 23 years.

I am a grate­ful child of God, wife, moth­er, nana, and retired nurs­ing pro­fes­sor. My hus­band and I met at church and have walked this extra­or­di­nary jour­ney togeth­er expe­ri­enc­ing CEC in 2004 and grow­ing more com­mit­ted to our beliefs. In addi­tion to my hus­band, I am blessed with a won­der­ful daugh­ter and son, who in turn are blessed with won­der­ful part­ners.  My son’s four chil­dren bring us all end­less joy and delight. My daughter’s daugh­ter (our youngest grand­child in Phoenix) has been a true gift beyond descrip­tion. In ear­ly 2023, I became a Great-grand­ma!! I am now retired fac­ul­ty at Creighton hav­ing taught nurs­ing here from 1980-1989 and returned “home” in 2003 to teach nurs­ing at all lev­els and to admin­is­ter the under­grad­u­ate pro­gram on both cam­pus­es until 2022. My mantra has been My life is God’s gift to me; what I do with my life is my gift to God!!

Now in retire­ment, I appre­ci­ate more and more all the ways that I find God in my life espe­cial­ly through my fam­i­ly and gar­den and through music and song.  I find lis­ten­ing to Chris­t­ian music dai­ly in the car keeps the right mes­sage in my head.  It is, indeed, a bless­ing to be part of this min­istry.  Writ­ing reflec­tions is an oppor­tu­ni­ty to pon­der the read­ings deeply in my heart and to share those mus­ings and some music that fur­ther touch­es my soul.  I am a recip­i­ent of God’s grace with each one I write.