Thursday, December 10, 2015


If you've talked to me in person in the last two weeks, asking kindly how I am, you've likely heard me speak openly and honestly about how difficult these past few months have been as a mom. And every last one of these conversations have been filled with kindness and compassion which often brings blurry eyes to all involved.
I know that God is good; I have a little person who causes much consternation and chaos sitting in my lap right now as I type. She was eating her breakfast as I typed that first paragraph and being a bit naughty and just now she is snuggling against my left arm. As I think about what I want to say, she is now trying to pinch that left arm through my thick sweater as she watches my face to gauge my reaction.
This is this life, comforting moments interrupted by sin-filled irritating ones. My sin, their sin, our sin. Apologies, smarting eyes, and heavy sighs. Meaningful music, cheering movies, tasty treats. Soul-enriching words on papers, pulpits, and screens. Time with friends, family and fellow-travelers.

If Advent is a time of longing for the presence of God then I am in the right season, the one that ultimately runs from January to December but is often most poignant right now because there are so many reminders. And really, shouldn't there be many reminders around all the time? Isn't that what biblical Christianity is supposed to be? A constant reminder that all is not well, but that there is hope in a lasting and final redemption in which we will enjoy the comfort of God's presence and delight in His Son whom we love. I need those reminders in the other eleven months too.

"For He has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the Kingdom of the Son He loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins." ~ Colossians 1:18

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