Welcome to “2 Minutes with the Lord” I am Father Dominic Veigas SVD, a Divine Word Missionary priest, and I’m delighted to have you join me on this spiritual journey.
In this podcast, we will take just two minutes of your time to reflect on the profound wisdom of the Lord, drawing inspiration from the Scriptures and the teachings of the Church. Our goal is to offer you a brief moment of solace, guidance, and connection with the Divine.
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“Welcome to this holy moment. and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where the final step of our journey leads us to Emmanuel.”“Today’s story begins on Christmas Eve…with a candle glowing in a window.”“In a quiet neighborhood,a young couple placed a single candlein their window on Christmas Eve —a tradition from the wife’s family.A neighbor asked,‘What does the candle mean?’She replied,‘It means we are waiting.And it means He is already here.’That night,a traveler walking past the housesaw the candle and felt comfort —as though the small flamewhispered to him,‘You are not alone.’The light in a simple windowbecame Emmanuel for a stranger.”“Emmanuel means ‘God with us’ —not far,not distant,not watching from afar,but WITH us.With us in the mess.With us in the waiting.With us in the questions.With us in the tears.With us in the quiet victories.God is with younot because you reached Him,but because He came all the way to you.Christmas Eve is the momentHe stands at your doorand says,‘I am here.’”“So today ask:‘Where do I need to feel God-with-me?’Whisper:‘Emmanuel, stay with me…in every part of my life.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.Maranatha… Come, Lord Jesus.”
The Two Front Doors (00:01:56)
“Welcome back, dear friend.We are in Day 24 of Advent and you are on Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —the grace of forgiveness.”“This story takes place on a quiet street…between two neighbors who had stopped speaking.”“Two neighbors lived side by side for years —sharing cups of tea,garden tools,and small conversations.But one misunderstandingled to silence.Weeks passed.Then months.The bond that once felt easynow felt impossible.One cold morning,the younger neighbor stepped outsideand saw a small welcome matplaced in front of his door.A simple note sat on top:‘If you ever want to talk…my door is open.’He looked toward the other house.There — in front of the older neighbor’s door —was another welcome mat,facing toward him.Two doors.Two invitations.Two heartsquietly stepping toward peacewithout saying a word.”“Forgiveness does not always begin with speeches.Sometimes it beginswith a small mat,a tiny gesture,a silent sign that says,‘I am willing.’Advent is the seasonwhen God places a welcome matoutside our heartsand whispers,‘I’m here when you’re ready.’Forgiveness doesn’t erase the pastbut it frees the future.It softens the hardened places,unwraps old tensions,and prepares your heartfor the Prince of Peace.Healing beginswhen one persontakes the first quiet steptoward the other.”“So today, ask yourself:‘Who do I need to place a welcome mat for?’You don’t have to solve everything today.Just open the door a little.And whisper this Advent prayer:‘Lord, give me courage to forgive…and humility to make peace.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.May reconciliation find a home in you.”
The Straw Gatherer (00:01:19)
“Welcome once more. We are in Day 23 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where we prepare room for Jesus in simple, human ways.”“Today’s parable comes from a stable…where a young boy gathered straw.”“A village boy was asked to prepare the mangerfor the Christmas night service.He gathered handfuls of straw,softening the hard wooden trough.Each handful represented something:one for kindness,one for patience,one for prayer,one for forgiveness.When he finished,he stepped backand whispered,‘Now the Child will have a soft place to rest.’He didn’t realizehe was softening his own heart.”“Preparing for Christis not about grand gestures.It is about small acts of lovethat soften the manger of your heart.Every prayer is a straw.Every act of mercya fresh bundle.Every moment of humility,every decision to forgive,every gentle word —they prepare a placewhere Jesus delights to rest.Your heart is His Bethlehem.”“So today ask:‘What straw can I add to my manger?’Whisper:‘Lord Jesus, make my heart ready for You.’”
The Night Watchman (00:01:20)
DAY 21 —“The Night Watchman”“Welcome again. We are in Day 21 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where staying awake becomes an act of love.”“Today’s parable takes us to a quiet neighborhood…where a watchman kept vigil.”“A night watchman walked his usual street routewhile the town slept.One night,a stranger asked,‘Doesn’t it get boring?Nothing ever happens here.’The watchman smiled,‘That’s because I’m awake.’The stranger paused —his words carried weight.‘When someone watches,’the watchman continued,‘danger passes bybecause it knows someone is alert.’His simple faithfulnesskept many families safewithout them ever realizing it.”“Advent calls us to stay awake —not with fear,but with love.To notice God’s quiet arrivals,to be attentive to grace,to keep our hearts openinstead of spiritually asleep.Watchfulness is not paranoia.It is readiness.It is living each dayas if Christ is truly coming —because He is.”“So today ask:‘Where is God asking me to be more awake?’Whisper:‘Lord, keep my heart alert to Your coming.’”
The Balloon on the Bridge (00:01:22)
DAY 22 —“The Balloon on the Bridge”“Welcome, dear friend. We are in Day 22 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where letting go becomes an act of trust.”“Today’s story unfolds on a riverside bridge…with a balloon floating into the sky.”“A child stood on a bridge holding a red balloon.A sudden gust of wind tugged it from her hand.The balloon rose upwardas the girl reached out helplessly.Her father knelt down and said,‘Some things are meant to stay.Some things are meant to fly.’The girl watched the balloon disappearinto the bright morning sky —and unexpectedly smiled.It hurt to let go,but it also feltstrangely free.”“Surrender is not losing.Surrender is releasing what weighs your soulso God can give you something better.We cling out of fear,but Advent invites usto open our hands.Letting go is trust.Letting go is obedience.Letting go is saying to God,‘You write the story.I will follow.’Your heart cannot receivewhat God wants to giveuntil it releaseswhat is no longer yours.”“So today ask:‘What balloon am I still holding too tightly?’Whisper:‘Lord, help me let go.’”
The Quiet Lake (00:01:24)
Day 20- ““Welcome. We are in Day 20 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where God’s peace finds us even when life feels restless.”“Today’s story comes from a lakeside morning…where stillness taught a lesson.”“A young woman struggling with anxietywent for an early walk by a lake.The wind was strong,and the water was choppy —waves splashing against the shore.She whispered,‘Lord, why is my heart like this water?’An elderly fisherman nearby overheardand said quietly,‘Look at the middle of the lake.’She squinted —and to her surprise,the center was perfectly still.‘Storms can touch the surface,’ he said,‘but deep waters stay calm.’Her heart softened —peace was not the absence of waves,but the stillness God creates beneath them.”“Advent peace is not perfect circumstances.It is Christ resting at the center of your souleven when life feels unsettled.Let God calm your depths.Let Him whisper stillnessbelow your worries.True peace comes not from control,but from surrendering the storm to Him.”“So today ask:‘Where do I need God’s deep peace?’Whisper:‘Lord, calm the waters within me.’”
The Lantern on the Hill (00:01:45)
“Welcome to you. We are in Day 19 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where light finds us even in the quietest darkness.”“Today’s story begins on a cold winter night…with a lantern glowing alone on a hill.”“A small town lost electricity one winter evening.Houses stood in darkness,streets silent,windows empty.A teenager walking home noticed a faint glowfrom the top of a nearby hill.Curious, he climbed upand discovered a single lanternplaced on a wooden post—lit by an old farmerso travelers wouldn’t lose their way.The boy said,‘But it’s just one lantern…it can’t light the whole town.’The farmer smiled,‘It doesn’t have to.It just needs to light enoughso someone knows where they’re going.’And on that night,people found their way homebecause one man refused to let darkness win.”“Advent reminds usthat even the smallest lightis stronger than the deepest night.You may feel like your hope is small,your faith dim,your strength barely flickering —but in God’s hands,even a single lanterncan guide many.Christ comes as Lightnot to remove all darkness at once,but to give you enough lightfor the next step,the next choice,the next prayer.Darkness is real.But Light has already come.And Light always wins.”“So today ask:‘Where is God asking me to be a small light?’Let your heart shine — even faintly.Whisper:‘Lord, be my light…and make me light for others.’”
The Bridge in the Fog (00:01:30)
DAY 18 —“The Bridge in the Fog”“Welcome again. We are in Day 18 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where courage often appears in gentle forms.”“Today’s story begins at a bridge…covered in thick winter fog.”“A man approached an old wooden bridgestretching across a forest valley.But the fog was so thickhe could not see the other side.He hesitated.Should he wait?Turn back?Or risk stepping into what he could not see?An elderly shepherd walking behind him said,‘Son, you don’t need to see the whole bridge…just trust the plank beneath your foot.’So the man stepped forward.Slowly.Carefully.Courageously.And halfway across,the fog thinned —revealing a beautiful valleythat had been hidden all along.”“Courage is not the absence of fear —it is choosing to moveeven when clarity is missing.God rarely shows the entire path.He invites usto take the next stepon the plank He strengthens beneath our feet.Advent courage is quiet courage —the bravery to believethat God walks the bridge with you.”“So today ask:‘Where is God asking me to take one brave step?’And whisper:‘Lord, steady my foot…and walk with me through the fog.’”
The Unexpected Song (00:01:49)
DAY 17 “The Unexpected Song”“Welcome again. We are in Day 17 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where simple moments reveal God’s joyful surprises.”“Today’s story begins on a quiet train…with a song no one expected.”“A group of tired passengers sat in a train compartment,faces heavy, hearts drained by the long day.One young mother sat holding her little daughter,who suddenly began humming softly —a bright, innocent tune.At first, the passengers ignored it.But slowly, smiles began to appear.The tune grew into a gentle song,and soon the whole compartment fell quietjust to listen.When she finished,an elderly man wiped a small tear and said,‘Thank you, little one…I had forgotten what joy sounds like.’In that moment,a tired train turned into a place of unexpected grace.”“Sometimes joy doesn’t shout —it hums.It enters quietly,like a melody you didn’t know you needed.Advent reminds us that joy is not the absence of struggle —it’s the presence of Godin the middle of it.Joy finds usin ordinary moments,in sudden kindness,in soft music,in gentle surprisesthat remind uswe are not alone.Joy is God whispering,‘I’m here. Keep going.’Let your heart listen.Joy might be closer than you think.”“So today, ask yourself:‘Where did God hide a small joy for me today?’Let your spirit notice the melody.And whisper:‘Lord, awaken joy in me again.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.”
The Busy Street Crossing (00:02:24)
Welcome once more. We are in Day 16 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where everyday moments invite usto slow down and make room for Christ.”“Today’s parable unfolds at a crowded street crossing…where everyone seemed to be in a race.”“It was lunch hour in a bustling city.The pedestrian light turned greenand people surged forward —heads low, feet fast, hearts elsewhere.Everyone was rushing:to errands, to meetings, to responsibilities.In the middle of the crowd,an elderly woman paused right at the edge of the road.Instead of stepping forward,she tilted her face upwardand looked at the sky.A single patch of bluepeeked through the moving clouds.She smiled to herself —a slow, peaceful smilethat didn’t match the pace of the world around her.A young woman beside her asked,‘Ma’am, aren’t you crossing?’The old woman chuckled softly and said,‘Child, the road isn’t going anywhere.But these quiet moments with God…they pass quickly if you don’t stop to see them.’Then, gently and without hurry,she began to cross.”“We spend much of life rushing —rushing to solve problems,rushing through conversations,rushing through prayers,rushing through our own emotionsbecause slowing down feels uncomfortable.But Advent invites us into a different pace.Jesus comes quietly,slowly,softly —not with noise,but with a whisper.If our lives are moving too fast,we might miss Him.The elderly woman teaches us something holy:the world will always demand speed,but God asks for stillness.Peace does not grow in busy hearts.Hope does not bloom in hurried souls.Advent is your invitationto look up from the raceand notice the Godwho is already beside you.”“So today, pause and ask yourself:‘Where am I rushing past God?And where is He asking me to slow down,even just for a moment?’Let your heart breathe.Let stillness find you.And whisper this Advent prayer:‘Lord, slow my spiritso I don’t miss Your presence today.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.May holy stillness fill your heart.”
The Street Sweeper (00:01:29)
“Welcome, dear friends. We are in Day 15 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where God’s whispers call us home.”“Today’s parable takes place on an early morning street…with a man sweeping the road.”“A young businessman walked down a street at dawnand saw a municipal worker sweeping leaves and dustwith quiet dedication.The man asked him,‘Doesn’t this get tiring?No matter how much you sweep,the road gets dirty again.’The worker smiled and replied,‘Yes…but imagine what the street would look likeif I never showed up.’As the businessman walked away,the words lingered.He realizedhe had not been sweeping his heart —not clearing old resentments,old habits,old pride.Advent that morningbecame his broom.”“Repentance is not punishment —it’s cleansing.It’s allowing Godto sweep away what weighs you down.Forgiveness is the broom.Humility is the dustpan.And grace is the fresh roadwhere Christ walks to meet you.Repentance is choosing not to let yesterday’s dirtdefine tomorrow’s heart.”“So today, ask yourself:‘What needs sweeping in my life?’Let God help you clean what you cannot.And whisper:‘Lord, clear my heart for Your coming.’”
The Smallest Lantern (00:01:23)
DAY 14 —“The Smallest Lantern”“Welcome. We are in Day 14 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where small things reveal great truths.”“Today’s parable comes from a village night walk…and the smallest lantern you can imagine.”“A group of villagers were walking home at nightduring a power outage.Some carried large lamps,others had bright torches.But one elderly womanheld the tiniest lantern —its flame barely visible.A young man teased her,‘Why even bring that?It gives almost no light.’She lifted it gently and said,‘It gives enough for my next step.And that’s all I need.’The group fell silent.Her little lanternguided her with steady peace.”“Humility is not thinking less of yourself —it is knowingyou don’t need to shine the brightestto walk with God.Christ came small,hidden,quiet —a lantern in a world full of spotlights.Humility allows God’s light to shineone step at a time,in ordinary ways,through simple hearts.”“So today, ask yourself:‘Am I trying to shine…or trying to follow?’Whisper:‘Lord, make me small enoughto carry Your light.’”
The Frozen Plant (00:02:25)
“Warm greetings to you. We are in Day 13 of Advent,and welcome to Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where simple moments of daily lifeprepare our hearts for the gentle coming of Christ.”“Today’s story begins in a winter garden…with a plant that looked completely lifeless.”“After a night of heavy frost,a gardener walked into his backyardand saw one of his small potted plantsfrozen stiff.Its leaves drooped,its color had faded,and for a moment it lookedas though all life had slipped out of it.He bent down, touched its cold surface,and whispered,‘Poor thing… the frost was too harsh.’His neighbor, passing by, smiled and said,‘Just wait for the sun.’Hours later,as the sunlight slowly warmed the earth,a tiny bit of color returned to the plant.By late afternoon,its leaves lifted gently —not all at once,but slowly…delicately…as if hope itself were stretchingafter a long, cold night.”“There are seasons of lifewhere the soul feels frozen.A disappointment that chills the heart…a word that wounds…a prayer that seems unanswered…a chapter of waiting that feels too long.You look at yourself and think,‘I should be stronger by now…I should have more faith…I should be doing better than this.’But Advent whispers a different truth:Even the healthiest heartsexperience winter.Even the strongest disciplesface days when their inner life feels numb.But frost is not final.The Sun of Justice — Christ Himself —comes gently,not with fire that scorches,but with warmth that restores.Your soul may feel cold today,but God is already workingbeneath the surface —quietly thawing,softening,reviving what you thought was gone.Healing is slow,but it is sure.”“So today, pause and ask yourself:‘Which part of my heart feels frozen?’Hold that place gently before God.Let Him warm it with His quiet presence.And whisper this simple Advent prayer:‘Lord, thaw what is cold in me…and bring my heart back to life.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.May God’s warmth gently reach you today.”
The Locked Door (00:02:23)
“Peace to you today. We are in Day 12 of Advent, and welcome to Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic — where simple everyday stories help us prepare our hearts for the Lord’s coming.” “Today’s story begins in a quiet hallway… with a door that refused to open.” “A man stood in front of an old wooden door in an apartment corridor. It looked like the right door — the one he believed would finally lead him to the opportunity he’d been praying for. He inserted his key and turned it left… then right… but the lock wouldn’t budge. He tried another key, and then another, growing more frustrated with each click that failed. Finally, defeated, he leaned his forehead against the door. A neighbor passing by paused and asked, ‘Are you trying to get into that apartment?’ The man sighed, ‘Yes… nothing is working.’ The neighbor smiled gently and said, ‘That’s because it’s not your door.’ He pointed two doors down. ‘Yours is over there.’ The man stared, embarrassed — then relieved. He had been forcing the wrong door with all the right keys.” “How many times in our own lives do we stand before a door we desperately want to open? We try every spiritual key we have — prayer, effort, tears, determination — yet nothing moves. We blame ourselves, we grow impatient with God, or we wonder if we’ve failed. But Advent reminds us that not every closed door is rejection — sometimes it’s redirection. God may be gently steering you away from a path that would exhaust you, away from a situation not meant to hold you, away from a place where your heart would not flourish. A locked door can feel like disappointment… but it may be God’s protection. And the right door — the one meant for you — often stands quietly nearby, waiting for you to look up and notice it.” “So today, pause and ask yourself: ‘Which door am I forcing? And where might God be quietly guiding me instead?’ Lift your eyes from the lock that won’t open to the path that’s waiting for you. And whisper this prayer: ‘Lord, lead me to the door You have opened for my life.’ This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic. May you walk toward the right door today.”
The Empty Chair at the Dinner (00:02:19)
“Welcome to you. We are in Day 11 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where the ordinary moments of lifehelp our hearts prepare for Christmas.”“Today’s story begins at a dinner table…with a chair no one sat on.”“A family gathered for dinneron a cool December evening.The table was filled with warm food,soft laughter,and the familiar clatter of cutlery.But at the end of the tablestood one empty chair —left intentionally openfor a loved one they had lost earlier that year.At first, the emptiness felt heavy,as though grief itself had taken a seat.But then the father said,‘Let’s each share one memorythat makes us smile.’One by one,the family spoke —stories of joy,of love,of little things that once felt ordinarybut now felt like treasures.And slowly,the empty chair no longer felt like absence.It felt like presence —a space where love still lived.”“Advent can stir deep emotions —especially for those who are grieving,missing someone,or carrying silent heartache.We often think grief is something we should ‘fix,’or ‘get over,’or hide from others.But Advent teaches us something gentler:Love never disappears.It changes shape.It becomes memory,gratitude,and quiet companionship.Even empty chairs hold stories,and in those stories,Christ sits with us —not to take away the ache,but to transform itinto a sacred tenderness.The empty chair at your tableis not a reminder of what you lack —it is a reminder of who shaped you,loved you,and continues to live in the heart of God.”“So today, take a moment and ask yourself:‘Who is the empty chair in my life?And how can I hold their memory with love instead of pain?’Let God sit beside you in your remembering.And whisper this Advent prayer:‘Lord, bless the ones I miss…and sit with me in my grief.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.May your memories be warmed by God’s love today.”
The Dripping Tap (00:02:05)
DAY 10 — “The Dripping Tap”“Welcome again. We are in Day 10 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where simple, ordinary momentshelp prepare our hearts for the coming of Christ.”“Today’s story begins in a quiet kitchen…with a tap that wouldn’t stop dripping.”“It was late at night,and the whole house was silent —except for a stubborn tap in the kitchenthat kept dripping into a metal bucket.Drip…drip…drip.At first it was irritating,a tiny sound that felt louder in the stillness.But by morning,something surprising had happened.The bucket,which had seemed so empty the night before,was now half full.Not because of a flood.Not because of a big moment.But because of tiny drops —small, steady, and unnoticed through the night —quietly filling what had felt empty.”“Grace often comes like that —not in dramatic moments,not in life-changing events,but in small dropsthat accumulate over time.A short prayer whispered before sleep.A kind word offered during a busy day.A moment of silence you carve outin the middle of noise.A gentle act of forgiveness,even if your heart isn’t ready for the whole thing yet.We underestimate these drops,but they fill the bucket of our soulwith God’s quiet presence.Advent teaches usthat holiness grows slowly,healing happens gradually,and God often works in whispersrather than thunder.Your spiritual life doesn’t need a tidal wave —it just needs consistency.One drop at a time.”“So today, pause and ask yourself:‘What small drop of grace is God giving me today?And what small drop can I offer Him in return?’Don’t seek big miracles.Just welcome the steady drip of God’s love.And whisper this Advent prayer:‘Lord, fill me slowly and faithfullywith Your quiet grace.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.May your soul be filled, drop by drop, today.”
The Cold Bench in the Park (00:01:27)
DAY 9 “The Cold Bench in the Park”“Welcome, dear friend. We are in Day 9 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where our deepest longings meet God’s gentle presence.”“Today’s story takes place on a winter evening…at a lonely bench in the park.”“A widower walked to the same park bench every eveningeven in the cold winter months.He sat there quietly,hands folded,eyes fixed on the lake ahead.A passerby one day asked,‘Why sit here in the cold?It must be uncomfortable.’The man replied softly,‘This is where I used to sit with my wife.When I sit here,my heart remembers loveand longs for heaven.’His longing was not despair —it was love stretching toward eternity.”“Advent is the season of holy longing —the ache for God,the yearning for healing,the desire for a Savior.Longing is not a weakness;it is the soul reachingfor something only God can fill.Your longing is prayer.Your ache is an altar.Your desire for Godis already God desiring you.”“So today ask:‘What do I deeply long for in this Advent season?’Bring that longing to Christ.And whisper:‘Lord, come into the spaces my heart longs to fill.’”
The Slow Elevator (00:02:08)
DAY 8 — “The Slow Elevator”“Welcome once again. We are in Day 8 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where ordinary moments slow us downand prepare our hearts for the coming of Christ.”“Today’s story comes from a place we all know…an elevator that refuses to hurry.”“It was a busy December morning in a crowded office building.People were rushing everywhere,arms full of files, phones glued to their ears,breath short with the weight of deadlines.A young man pressed the elevator button —once, twice, then rapidly again and again,as if tapping it repeatedly would somehow speed it up.An older janitor sweeping nearby chuckled softly and said,‘Pressing it ten times won’t make it come faster, son.’The young man laughed, embarrassed.Then the janitor added with a gentle wisdom,‘But don’t worry…it will still take you up —just not on your schedule.’The elevator finally arrived.And as the young man stepped in,his rushed heart slowed just a little.”“Isn’t that just like our lives?We press the buttons of our hopesagain and again and again —wanting answers now,healing now,clarity now,change now.We beg God to hurrybecause our hearts grow impatientwhen life doesn’t move at our pace.But Advent teaches usthe holy art of waiting.God does not rush,and yet He is never late.His timing may feel slow,but it always lifts usto the place we’re meant to be.The slow elevator reminds usthat upward movement still happens —even when it’s not on our timeline.”“So today, take a quiet moment and ask yourself:‘Where am I pressing too hard?What am I trying to rush that God is asking me to trust?’Let your spirit breathe.Release the impatient tapping of your heart.And whisper this prayer:‘Lord, lift me in Your time…and teach my soul to wait.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.May patience grow gently within you today.”
The One Lost Glove (00:02:14)
“Peace be upon you. We are in Day 7 of Advent,and welcome to Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where the small moments of daily lifehelp us prepare our hearts for Christmas.”“Today’s story begins on a cold winter bench…with a single forgotten glove.”“It was a freezing December afternoon.People rushed through the park,heads down, collars up, hands buried in pockets.On one bench lay a single wool glove —soaked from the snow, muddy from footprints,ignored by everyone passing by.Most didn’t even look at it.But one woman stopped.Something about that lonely glovemade her pause.She picked it up gently,brushed off the snow,and placed it on the back of the benchwhere it could be easily seen.An hour later,an elderly man hurried toward the bench,eyes scanning desperately.When he saw the glove —his glove —he exhaled like someone findinga small piece of himself again.He slipped it onto his trembling handand whispered,‘Thank God… someone cared enough to notice.’”“Sometimes we feel like that lost glove —dropped, forgotten, overlooked,sitting in life’s cold placeshoping someone cares enough to notice.There are days when we feel misplacedin our families,in our friendships,even in our own hearts.But Advent tells us this truth:God always notices.God always searches.God always draws nearto the ones who feel left behind.You are never the forgotten glove on the bench.You are the one Christ comes looking for —patiently, persistently, lovingly.And He will place you backwhere you belong,warming your spiritwith His steady presence.”“So today, take a moment and ask yourself:‘Where do I feel lost or unseen?And can I trust that God is searching for me there?’Let Him find you.Let Him lift you gently.And whisper this Advent prayer:‘Lord, thank You for noticing me when I feel forgotten.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.May you feel held, found, and warmed today.”
The Window and the Sunset (00:02:04)
“Welcome again. We are in Day 6 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where ordinary moments help us prepare our hearts for Christmas.”“Today’s story comes from a woman who loved to watch…the evening sky.”“Every evening, just before supper,an elderly woman pulled her chair to the windowand watched the sunset.Her family worried about her.They thought she was lonely —just passing time staring at the sky.One day, her granddaughter asked,‘Grandma, why do you watch the sunset every day?’The old woman smiled gently and said,‘Because it reminds methat even the most beautiful thingsmust set…so something new can rise.’Her voice held no sadness —only a tender kind of wisdomthat comes from years of watching Godbring light out of darkness.”“There are sunsets in our lives too —chapters that end,relationships that shift,roles that change,dreams that fade.Some endings we choose,others break our hearts.But Advent teaches us that every endingprepares the sky for a new dawn.A part of your life may be setting right now —a season of waiting,a chapter of struggle,a hope that feels delayed.But God never lets a sunset be the last word.He uses it to soften the sky,to calm your spirit,to prepare the horizonfor something you cannot yet see.Advent is the timewhere the light is fading…but the promise is rising.”“So today, pause for a moment and ask yourself:‘What is God gently closing in my life?And what new dawn might He be preparing?’Don’t fear the sunset.Let God hold the ending.Whisper this prayer:‘Lord, bless my endings…and prepare my heart for the dawn.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic.May today’s light lead you gently into hope.”
The Bakery Door (00:01:31)
“A warm welcome to you. We are in Day 5 of Advent,and this is Tiny Advent Parables with Fr. Dominic —where simple daily stories awaken the meaning of the season.”“Today’s parable begins outside a bakery…with a man who couldn’t afford the bread.”“Every morning, a man walked past a bakery on his way to work.He never bought anything — he couldn't afford to.But he always paused, breathing in the warm, sweet smellthat made him feel human for a moment.One cold morning, the baker noticed him.The next day, a little bag sat outside the doorwith a handwritten note:‘Warmth is meant to be shared.’Inside was fresh bread —soft, warm, unexpected grace.”“Sometimes God's generosity arrivesin the simplest, most surprising ways.A kindness you didn’t expect.A moment of warmth when life feels cold.A reminder that you are seen.Advent reveals a Godwho places gifts at our doornot because we earn thembut because He loves to give.”“What unexpected gift has God placed at your door?Pray:‘Lord, open my eyes to Your generosity today.’”
The Unsent Letter (00:01:59)
4 — “The Unsent Letter”“Grace and peace to you. We are in Day 4 of Advent,and welcome to Tiny Advent Parables with me Fr. Dominic —a moment where ordinary storiesopen our hearts to the meaning of this holy season.”“Today’s parable begins with a quiet table…and a letter that was never posted.”“A widow had a ritual every December.She wrote a letter to her late husband —not to send it,but to release whatever she carried that year.This December, she sat down to write…but the words refused to come.Her grief felt heavier than ink.So she placed her hands on the blank pageand simply sat in silence.Minutes passed.Then, in the stillness,she felt something warm —a presence beside her,a quiet companionship she hadn’t felt in months.She realized the letter didn’t need words.Her heart needed stillness.And in that silence,God had entered the room.”“Some seasons of life leave us speechless.Grief does that.Confusion does that.Loneliness does that.We force ourselves to ‘move on,’‘be strong,’‘write the next chapter.’But Advent teaches us something gentler:Healing often beginsnot when we speak…but when we sit with God in quiet honesty.Your unsent letters,your unfinished prayers,your unspoken sorrows —these are not failures.They are sacred spaces where Christ desires to come close.Advent is not about perfect wordsbut about welcoming God into the wordless placesof your heart.”“So today, take a moment and ask yourself:‘Where do I need God to simply sit with me?’Don’t force the words.Just offer Him the silence.And whisper this prayer:‘Lord, meet me in the places I cannot express.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with me Fr. Dominic.May God sit gently beside you today.”
The Boy at the Bus Stop (00:02:08)
Day 3 “The Boy at the Bus Stop”“Peace be with you! We are in Day 3 of Advent,and welcome to Tiny Advent Parables with me Fr. Dominic —where simple moments of daily lifereveal the deeper meaning of this holy season.”“Today’s parable comes from a scene we’ve all witnessed…a child waiting at a bus stop in the rain.”“One rainy morning, a little boy stood at a bus stop —no umbrella, shoes soaked, hair dripping.While everyone else huddled under shelter,he stood in the rain, smiling at the sky.A stranger finally asked him,‘Aren’t you upset that it’s raining this much?’The boy shrugged and said,‘My mum says the rain means God is washing the world clean.If God is washing, I shouldn’t complain.’The stranger looked at the boy —this simple, innocent trust —and something inside him softened.He felt a kind of peace he hadn’t known in years.A peace that came from a childwho saw cleansing where others saw inconvenience.”“Life has its rainy seasons.Times when everything feels heavy,messy,uncomfortable,unwanted.Change that disrupts us.Loss that shakes us.Uncertainty that frightens us.Moments that make us say,‘Why now, Lord?’But Advent invites us to see the rain differently.Rain is messy…but it cleans.Rain is inconvenient…but it restores.Rain is uncomfortable…but it softens the hard groundso something new can grow.Maybe the season you’re going throughis not meant to drown you…but to wash something inside you —an attitude,a fear,a wound,a memory you’ve outgrown.Sometimes God’s cleansing feels like chaosuntil we finally understandwhat He was preparing.”“So today, pause and ask yourself:‘What rain is God sending into my life?And what might He be cleansing through it?’Instead of resisting,whisper this Advent prayer:‘Lord, wash my heart. Make me new again.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with me Fr. Dominic.Let God’s rain bring you peace.”
The Broken Mug (00:02:08)
“Welcome to Tiny Advent Parables with me Fr. Dominic —where simple stories from daily lifereveal the deeper meaning of Adventand help your heart prepare for Christmas.”“Today’s parable begins with something ordinary…a mug we think is ruined.”“A woman dropped her favorite blue mug one morning.It didn’t shatter —but a long crack ran down its side.She kept using it, but carefully…worried it would break completely.One day, a friend saw it and said,‘Why not fix it with gold?There’s a Japanese art called kintsugi —it fills the cracks with goldso the broken parts become the most beautiful.’She looked at the mug again…and for the first time,the crack didn’t feel like damage.It felt like a doorway to something new.”“We all have cracks —wounds we carry quietly,fears we don’t mention,memories that still ache.Like that woman,we often move through life cautiously,afraid the next hit will finally break us.But Advent tells a different story.God doesn’t discard the cracked.He restores them.He fills the fractures of our heartswith His tender mercy,His patience,His healing grace.Your broken places are not signs of failure —they are invitationsfor God’s beauty to shine through.Sometimes the cracks becomethe most sacred part of your story.”“So today, take a moment and ask yourself:‘Which crack in my life is God trying to fill with grace this Advent?’Hold it gently.Offer it honestly.And whisper this prayer:‘Lord, fill my broken places with Your light.’This is Tiny Advent Parables with me Fr. Dominic.Let God turn your cracks into beauty.”
The Last Light on the Street (00:01:51)
“One evening, a man walked home exhausted.As he passed the old abandoned house at the corner,he noticed its porch light glowing softly in the dark.It had been on for months — even though no one lived there.He used to complain about it.‘What a waste,’ he’d say.But that night, he paused.The small light…the quiet glow…made the entire street feel less empty,less frightening…almost warm.For the first time he realized —that tiny light was the only thingthat made the darkness feel a little less heavy.He whispered,‘Thank you… for staying on,’not knowing who he was thanking.”
