The eve of Advent.
Oh how ready my heart is for this holy season.
How I desire to be present to the Spirit of God whispering, nudging, guiding.
I am waiting in a unique way this year. There are numerous circumstances, relationships, desires, within my life, and those I love, in which a wanting is present. A wanting for healing, closure, answers, hope. A reconciling, a fresh start. Places where there is no big red bow entwined signifying "all is well."
This is nothing new this Christmas, but how I am approaching it is. All of these places, where life is not right, have become spaces for God. Roomy, unsatisfied, hushed spaces, where I can meet with God. The circumstances remain unchanged, and yet, can anything truly be untouched when God is present?
Advent, a season, a space of time for waiting. Waiting for Emmanuel to come, AND waiting with Emmanuel for the restoring of all things.
Oh how ready my heart is for this holy season season.
