My mind is fluttered with slivers of christmas, a few presents still to buy, pieces of wrapping paper all over the house, beautiful lights around the neighborhood, the intoxicating scent of our christmas tree, our simple paper nativity set, the empty waiting stockings, and our beloved advent candles flickering each night at dinner. Everywhere there is a little, often sweet and wonderful, piece of Christmas knocking at my door. But I, so badly, desire to honor the season of Advent and squeeze every ounce of goodness from the short season.
Sometimes, I associate Advent with digging your heels in and refusing to allow any hint of Christmas in. Although there is some truth and value behind the purposeful seperation, Advent means nothing without the expectation of Christmas.
We are to prepare and order our homes and hearts to receive the King. God is so big, and I am so small, so Advent is a time to grow my capacity to receive and adore the creator of the universe. A time of longing, waiting, excitement, and preparation to receive all that is good.
We can not escape the coming date on our calendar or the constant signs that it will be here soon, so how do we turn these signs into Advent? Into preparation and waiting? Read More →