Mary’s Magnificat reminded us that God “has filled the hungry with good things, and sent the rich away empty.” (Luke 1:6-55.)
However, long before I could understand those words, it was my Aunt Jean who filled the hungry. In other words, filled me. On this fourth Sunday of Advent, with Mary’s song launched at hearts with the sharp spear of hope, my memories wander to my Aunt Jean’s Christmas confections.
Which is to say, the fudge of Christmas past. Continue reading →