While the world is already busy celebrating “Christmas,” the Church waits for Christ’s advent.
My sister could never wait for Christmas. She was the baby, so she always got her way – despite my disapproval as the elder brother and self-appointed guardian of “family tradition.” Opening presents on Christmas Eve after the evening service evolved into opening them before . . . and then to before lunch. One year, I think we opened some on December 23rd. Some years later, my own hypocrisy and impatience were exposed when a certain ring burned a hole in my pocket, and I caved, and I gave my then-girlfriend-now-wife her present three days before Christmas.
No one likes to wait. Waiting is surrender to someone else’s timeline.
We structure our time by our whims. Certainly, there are demands made of us and our time that we must honor. Certainly, there are circumstances…
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