It’s been a few years since I wrote a post on how I love the church year and how it loves me back. I used to post every year on our Advent traditions, and what I loved about Lent and Ordinary Time. But then some of my posts had the opposite effect of what I’d wanted. I shared a practice that was life-giving for me, and it was making other people feel bad. That had to stop.
But, as a perpetual optimist, I’m back this year to try again. I want to share a few things I love about the Advent, which began yesterday. Happy New (Church) Year.
Advent is about waiting and making room. It is a season for contemplation. I need more of all three of those in my life, so it’s no wonder Advent is my favorite season.
There are a million and one resources out there to enrich your Advent, but I’m not here to talk about those today. I don’t want to add anything to your burden, because Advent is about waiting to receive. Making room. Advent isn’t asking you to do more, or be more.
“Mom, that Prepare sign is really freaking me out.” — child
Advent is asking us to rest in a place of waiting. Waiting on God to fix what’s broken. (Not my strength. I’m more of a Sarah kind of gal.)
Anyway, I’m here to tell you that it’s not too late. Even if you don’t have any candles, or can’t find your Advent wreath (or don’t have one), or if the broken light is the second one in the string and none of them will light, or you are too overwhelmed to dig any of your decorations out of the basement, or they all went down with your house in a fire, and your kids refuse to snuggle on the couch to listen to The Best Christmas Pageant Ever even though we do it every year but now they think they’re too old for it…
Even if all of that is true, it’s not too late. You don’t need to do anything. Because Advent is about the promise that God is going to show up in the flesh to take care of everything. It’s not going to look like what we expected, and that’s all right, too. Our job is just to make room to see what the Incarnation really looks like.