Friday, November 30, 2018

Stop Coming and Come!

So, I've been thinking...

About the upcoming Advent season. And all it means. And why every year I struggle with its arrival...warily eyeing it as it draws closer and closer...

All the while wondering if there is something wrong with me.

Because it confounds and puzzles me.

I must own a dozen or more Advent devotionals. I have an Advent wreath and candles.

But every year, about this time, I hit a wall. I find myself chafing and restless to get beyond it.

And then I feel guilty because seriously, what kind of person doesn't do Advent?

Well, today it dawned on me what's going on. And it all boils down to the difference between Coming and Come.

I don't know about you, but when I have company Coming, it's full speed ahead: the house gets cleaned, the fridge stocked, everything is put in order. I work hard to make my home a place that will be comfortable and welcoming. It's my way of saying, You are special to me and I'm so glad you are here!

And whether I meet them at the airport or watch eagerly for the headlights coming down the driveway, there's a sense of expectancy and joy that comes with knowing I've done my part and now I can relax and enjoy my long awaited loved ones.

But once they have Come it's a whole different story. Gone is any semblance of order! The house is in chaos: couches piled high with stuffed animals and cuddly blankets...coats and sneakers everywhere...books and games and craft materials cover all flat surfaces.

And I love it! It's comfortable and real and alive!

It's the natural outcome of what I worked so hard for...

Time to be with the ones I relax and make memories and share from our hearts.

And this, dear ones, is my question...the one I am finally asking...bravely asking...

Because I really want to know!

Why spend a whole month preparing for the Coming, when the Guest has already Come?

It's like when you celebrate a grandchild's birthday. You don't go back and concentrate on the happenings of the birth and all it entailed. No, you embrace the child where he or she is NOW...the glorious fact that they are alive and with you.

I there some ingrained part of me that unconsciously thinks I have to spend a whole month preparing for the Guest who is already here?

If that's true, then it's no surprise I get tired just thinking about it! I can keep the preparation pace up for a week or so, but after that I'm done and done in!

So what I want to know is, why can't I just celebrate the Living Christ...the One who has already stepped into this world and who is now walking and talking with me every minute of every day?

Christ with me and in Living Hope...

The One to Whom I say Thank You...every day...with all my heart. Because without Him I seriously doubt I'd still be here.

A whole month of praise and worship and adoration to my Lord!

Bring it on!

So this is where you come in dear friends...can you tell me...because I really want to know...

How do you put your head around the truth that He isn't Coming year after year after year...

But that He has already Come? Emmanuel. God with us!

What does that mean to you? How do you live it out? Appropriate it?

I know this is a different blog post. Think of it more as a phone call between friends where there's give and take and talk from the and you sharing and encouraging one another!

I'd love to hear from you! Your words would be an encouragement and blessing to me.

And while I wait to hear from you, may I share this prayer?

Father, I pray that the Light of Your Love will always shine in our hearts...and through us to those around us who, in spite of the many lights glowing around them this time of year, still walk in darkness. May we always marvel at your great love for us, 
and may your love transform us and touch all those we encounter. 
We love you, Father.

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Thursday, November 8, 2018

Yes, He IS leading us...all the way!

This morning I have a choice: to head outside where it's damp and cold to get some planting done or stay inside where the fire is going, the coffee is handy, and I can keep one eye on the new Nutsie feeder I just put up this morning. (I have a thing about seeing how long it takes the birds to find it...half an hour and counting so far...waiting..waiting...)

Hands down, inside is the way to go this morning. And besides, I get to spend time with you!

I missed October. Not as in, so sorry to see it go. No, I never even saw it come! But I know it must have because I had to turn the calendar over the other day to write down an appointment and realized, by gosh, that I never even got to enjoy Bastien's calendar picture for that month!

And this is unusual for me. For the last several years...five to be exact...I have had more time on my hands than I knew what to do with.  Courtesy of God. I chafed and complained and moaned and groaned that surely there was something more I could do with my life than wait on God. Silly, right?

Like it's been said, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

On good days, when I had things to keep me occupied, I would exclaim, How does anyone ever have time to work?

On bad days, I'd cry in my pretzels on how life was passing me by, and Seriously, why are You holding me captive?

For the like of me, I don't know why God finally remembered me...or was done with me...or had mercy on me...but this past month He finally said, Go. And with great trepidation I more time...for a job. At a birding store. Because I love birds and birding and all things nature.

When the owner called and told me I had the job, I literally cried. (Yes, I cry a lot.) I was not forgotten! God did see me here waiting all those years. And look at what He gave me! I couldn't imagine working anywhere else and being any happier.

And that's when it got interesting...