In the space of a few days, I went from the Christkindlmarkt in Nuremberg to the Christkindlmarket in Chicago. A few German women I knew remarked while walking through the market in Nuremberg, “I just love Christmas.” I guess most of who live in nations that have predominantly Christian traditions do. The inviting red and white striped tents (peppermint?) emanating aromas of food and drink or stuffed with beautiful decorations and gifts certainly lifts your spirits.
Thanksgiving is often one of the few real breaks I take. I read a couple of books. Only watched one football game, though (as a kid I watched many). Visited downtown Chicago.
One of our recent family traditions has been to view the windows at Marshall Fields in Chicago. It had exquisite window decorations that told a magical story. Since the takeover by corporate retail giant Macys, the charm has disappeared. First they cut the number of window displays. This year, the theme was wishing and the few displays showed characters wishing for brand names of items that could be found inside.
Well, I’m thankful for much in my life. Although there have been the inevitable struggles, I’m blessed in so many ways. And I wonder what God has in store for me for the last third of my life (or whatever, who knows?). But I’m not wishing. Wish doesn’t cut it. It’s more like anticipation. Sort of the meaning of advent–putting ourselves in the attitude of anticipating the birth of Jesus.
We know the story. That’s not the point. Our attitude is the point. I’m not wishing, or looking for more stuff. I’m waiting in anticipation of Jesus coming into my life. Thankful for what God has done and thankful for what He will do.
Faith Venture 
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