I’ve been thinking a lot today about the idea of waiting, of anticipating. There are times when you feel like you are stuck in this continual time of waiting. Like engagement, waiting for marriage. Or when you are waiting for your Chinese food to be delivered to your home. Liturgically we are in the season of waiting.
Advent is that short little season leading up to Christmas, it’s the time in which the whole Church awaits the birth of our Savior.
But the thing about Advent is, that while it is a season of anticipation, it is not a season of being static. The point of Advent isn’t just to wait around until December 25th, it’s meant to be a time of preparation.
My husband and I have made some big decisions over the last few months and each month, it is hard not to feel like we are just waiting for those things. It’s hard to look at this time as a preparation of our hearts and souls. As a time of cultivation to ultimately receive those things if God chooses to give them to us. We still have a life to live in the meantime.
I am still figuring out how to do this best, so when I figure it out, I’ll get back to you.
A Myth Retold 