I wonder sometimes in my rush to get to the manger—
The joy of the most awesome gift ever given
If I miss all that the season of Advent brings
It’s not time for the gift yet – or the glory of it
In the rush to get all the outside preparations in order:
Gifts to buy, new recipes to make, decorations to hang
It causes me to ponder, to reflect on the way I approach Advent
Do I enter the throne of grace with a renewed, a restored heart?
Or do I allow the clutter of the season
The chaos of racing about and crossing everything off the list
Take first place to the deep soul work that is required
To receive God’s new mercies everyday
And I think that is the point: Am I ready to receive?
Am I making space on the inside?
Is this hunger inside me for the King of Kings,
The Prince of Peace, the Savior that I long for?
Or do all the worldly traps enamor me more?
It causes me to think deeply about God's call on my life.
In this season of waiting and preparing
Am I living in hopeful anticipation?
Am I living in generous, fervent love?
Am I living in joyful expectancy?
Am I practicing the promise of peace?
For the One that I long for is coming.
Am I ready to make room?