When I was a little girl, I never understood why I had to wait for anything.
Instant gratification felt better. It didn’t last but for the moment, it filled my belly.
I’m all grown up now and as I watched the first advent candle being yesterday morning at church, I thought to myself, “I’m still waiting. Counting the days. Hoping for more. Longing for the Light of the world to come.”
The older I get, the more I realize how much I long. I don’t want a full belly. I want healing and stillness and peace.
All possible because of the Christ child.
Sarah Bessey says it well.
Advent simply means “coming” – so for me, it is about the waiting. When people talk about “living in the tension” I think of Advent. It’s the time when we prepare to celebrate his birth and we also acknowledge that we are waiting here still for every tear to be wiped away. I think of the waiting for the Christ child, yes, and I think of the still-waiting for all things to be made right, for our longing for Shalom.
I celebrate the birth of Christ and I long for His loving hand in and on my life.