Calm Before The Storm
For most of you this is a lazy Saturday. Tomorrow, Christmas Eve will arrive with the sights and sounds of joy and celebration. Today is a moment to catch your breath. For me, it's something else.
So, yes, I'll still fret and
worry that something will go wrong. I still need a magus for tomorrow
night. But it's going to happen anyway. So I may as well enjoy these
last hours of Advent. I hope you will, too.
Tomorrow is the marathon of church Sundays, with four services.
It will all be great. The services have been planned, the music
arranged. It will be glorious. But I'm already on edge. There isn't
enough time. There are still things to do. The clock is ticking. For
me, this Saturday is filled with tension. And that's too bad, because
that's just one of the many ways that we are drawn away from what makes
Advent so powerful. This has been a season of waiting, praying and
preparation. When I've been attuned to what is important, I've felt
closer to God and more ready for the miracle of Jesus' birth. Why would
I want to be any other way?
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