Do you remember being a child at Christmas?
The entire month of December? The night before Christmas?
My wife’s family (according to her) would open one present on Christmas Eve just to get a jump on Christmas. She couldn’t wait. Still can’t.
Luke, writing in his gospel, tells the story of two people who, upon seeing the baby Jesus, saying that they had lived their entire lives waiting to see the Lord’s Redeemer. Now they could die peacefully.
Advent. We’re waiting. Patiently.
We know the “rest of the story.” Yet, we wait in anticipation. Perhaps the deep realization of the Lord’s redemption in us will pop into our hearts.
Maybe we can start living as a true disciple of Jesus–instead of just saying we are.
Maybe we can stop waiting to act out our words–instead of playing one-up with words.
Maybe we can stop waiting to actually live–and go forth and make disciples, heal the sick, stop injustice.
Beckett wrote about Waiting for Godot–and he never appeared. We live in faith that God will appear. In us.
Waiting is required. Then when waiting is over, it is time to go. We wait at a red traffic light watching for green. When the light changes, we go.
When the wait at Advent is over, then it’s time to go forth and make disciples of the entire world.
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