On Advent and Second Chances
Over the Thanksgiving holiday, back home in Montana with my family, we were flipping through channels at my grandparents’ house and found the animated classic, How the Grinch Stole Christmas. It had probably been six or eight years since I’d seen it, and something caught my eye that had never presented itself before: that the turning point of the whole story was, in essence, a sudden and profound conversion—a being made new—such that the Grinch’s former self became unrecognizable in light of a heart that “grew three sizes that day.”
It’s funny, because “making all things new” is really the point of the entirety of Salvation History, is it not? As cheesy as it sounds, the Grinch can be a symbol of both humanity at Christ’s coming, as well as each one of us as we oscillate between times of selfishness and pride and times of humility and self-gift.
With Advent upon us, this “being made new” particularly resonated with me given my own life situation—relatively recently I received a decree of nullity following a short marriage and divorce, and am now engaged to be married anew in March.