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Isaiah 25:1-10 | Canticle: Magnificat | James 5:7-10 | Matthew 11:2-11

Isaiah’s vision today is of a feast where mourning is ended, death is defeated, and tears are wiped away. It is a promise of joy breaking into sorrow, of God’s mercy transforming the world. That vision is not distant—it touches the present, especially on a day when burdens ease and rest is given. Joy is not only a future banquet; it is the grace of freedom and breath here and now.

Mary’s Magnificat takes up Isaiah’s song and makes it personal. She sings of God’s mercy overturning the proud, lifting the lowly, filling the hungry. Her joy is not shallow optimism but a deep trust that God’s faithfulness is already reshaping the world. Her voice reminds us that rejoicing is an act of courage, a proclamation that God’s promises are true even when the night feels long.

James urges patience, like farmers waiting for the harvest. Advent is this kind of waiting—leaning forward, tending the soil of our lives, trusting that the seed of joy will bear fruit. The rose candle lit today is a sign of that trust: a burst of colour in the midst of purple, a reminder that joy is not postponed until the end but is given as a foretaste now.

And in Matthew, John’s question—“Are you the one?”—meets Jesus’ answer: the blind see, the lame walk, the poor hear good news. Joy is not abstract; it is embodied in healing, in liberation, in lives transformed. Even in prison, John’s longing is met with assurance that God’s kingdom is breaking in.

Gaudete Sunday does not deny struggle; it places joy within it. The rose vestments and candle shine not because darkness is gone, but because God’s light is already breaking through. Joy is the colour of hope in the midst of waiting. Joy is the feast promised by Isaiah, the song sung by Mary, the patience urged by James, the assurance given by Jesus. And joy is also the gift of rest—the grace of a day unburdened, the chance to breathe deeply and simply be. It is a reminder that God’s mercy is not only cosmic but tender, meeting us in the rhythms of our own lives.

Gaudete Sunday invites us to rejoice not because everything is resolved, but because God is already at work. The rose candle flickers as a sign: joy is here, joy is coming, joy is promised. And so we wait, we sing, we trust—knowing that the One who wipes away tears is faithful.