Sunday, December 1, 2013

1st Week of Advent, 2013

I'm wondering when and if I'll ever stop being surprised that the season of Advent has arrived; that the liturgical year is beginning again; that I have, once again, neglected to lay away a stash of candles that are either violet or Sarum blue.

Why should Advent ever come as a surprise?

Of all the church seasons of faith, I love Advent the most. I'm one of Those People who will absolutely not decorate a tree before Christmas Eve, play Christmas carols before Christmas, nor will I allow Magi to appear at the manger before Epiphany. Shopping? Fie! I want to be present to Advent, thankyouverymuch.

I love Advent's invitation to practice watchful waiting; to be quiet. I love Advent's invitation to embrace the mystery; to not know everything immediately. Generally speaking, knowing everything immediately is still too much of a time lag for me. And while I do not love contemplating what living as an unequivocal "yes" might look like, I appreciate the invitation to do so; mostly.

Love all this, look forward to all this, and am still surprised when this season arrives. Why? Probably because I'm stunned to remember all that I'm invited to do, no matter whether the Advent wreath's candles are violet or blue.

2 comments:

Lynda said...

Thank you for the reminder to reflect on "all that I'm invited to do". I will be more mindful this Advent season - my Advent wreath is ready to go! Blessings.

Sue said...

I do listen to Christmas carols "ahead of time" but we wait for Christmas eve for the tree too! (not to mention the fact that it's safer if the cats get used to a just green tree at first--although as they get older, it's less of an issue!