Well, it’s been a while since I have blogged about anything. I’ve waited to have something to say that I think that the few folks who visit here would be willing to read. By waiting as long as I have, most folks who have cared about my thoughts have probably given up waiting. And, those who have stuck around might be wondering why they even bothered after they read what I’m about to write. Oh well, it is what it is.
Here we are in the season of Advent, a time when the Christian church and the followers of Christ are reminded that we live in a time of “expectant hope” (I know that I should attribute that phrase, but for the life of me, I cannot find where it originated). We live with expectation of the coming of the Christ and the hope that he brings, at least we should. But sometimes I think that our “expectant hope” gets lost in the busyness that marks this season. By allowing the busyness and the cultural expectations of Christmas to crowd out the reflection and wonder of Advent, I believe that we truly lose all that is special about this time on our church calendar.
In this fast paced world of ours, I think that we need Advent more than ever. We need to set aside time in our busy schedule to pause, to reflect, to listen, to seek, and to be. And, if we take that time, even if it is just for “one brief shining moment,” we can find the strength that we need to move through this life. Strength that comes from the One who was, who is, and is to come.
“For unto us a child is born.” May we make time for Him to be born in us today.