December 8, 2014

Advent: Worship While Waiting

The definition of these four weeks before Christmas means,
a coming into place, view, or being; arrival. 

Now, I admit to not deluding myself into thinking Christ was born on December twenty-fifth. In reality He was most likely born around the Jewish festival of Succot in October. The origins of all holiday traditions--including advent--have cause to be called into question and are often debated. They are not Biblical, but man or church-made centuries-old traditions that have been passed down through the generations, morphing and becoming what they are today. Many of these well-loved traditions began with God-honoring intentions.

May I be frank with you? This time last year I struggled with whether or not to celebrate Christmas because it is not Biblical. I struggled big time. And it is only because of God's grace that I did end up enjoying it. I unwittingly dredged up a lot of legalism about the holidays because of surrounding circumstances I won't get into, and my joy was zapped. Feeling very torn, I took some time and prayer and trying to get my heart right with God about this, when it eventually sank in. It's not so much what or how I celebrate or don't celebrate. It's my heart through out the holiday season. Not anyone else's heart or stance on the subject--but my own. Just like during any other time of the year, if I'm focusing on the external worries rather than taking time for my Savior--that's not the "better thing," as Jesus admonished Martha.

It is only Him who is buoying my heart to hope this Christmas season for Christ's second coming. The family devotions, my time with the Lord, and real-life lived and enjoyed in between are gifts. This Advent season, me and my hopeless romantic heart still wonder, waiting--trying hard to worship my Forever-Love through it all. And I realize that it's what Advent is all about. Worshiping through the waiting before He arrives.