Carrying on from my carol singers last week I discover that tonight's the night when the Christmas Lights in Cardiff will be switched on. I do not want to be a perpetually whinging Scrooge, but it is not even Advent yet. If we complain that our weather no longer seems to know the proper season, is it any wonder, for we do not know the time or date ourselves. Surely we must do something to reclaim a proper rhythm and an appreciation of time as a discipline for ourselves and as a witness to a watching world. Pretty as it is ... this is not the Light of the World and i am not convinced that all the premature illumination will help us find it.
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It's yet one more example of the neon darkness in which we live, a world washed with light but without illumination. Our Christmas lights have been on for a fortnight because the retailers need all the help they can get in urging us to worship at the tills and save the world from the darkness of recesssion.
Ah well. We'll be out carol singing and handing out Christmas CDs soon...
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