And now...peace, be still...and love



When I started writing these blogs a few weeks ago, I remember asking the question: "What are you waiting for?" Last night, as I sat with a few family members, chatting quietly in the aftermath of a very large Christmas party, I thought again about all of the anticipation of Advent...

We had arrived...it was the Night...O Holy Night...Silent Night...and in a way, I began to feel the icy fingers of disappointment and let-down creep around the edges of my mind. In our common experience of dashing through the traffic (or snow, depending on your location), we have rushed for these last few days to get everything taken care of...to buy the food, wrap the gifts, remember not to forget those things that we always forget...I forgot what they are, but you know what I mean! We forgot the butter...the juice...the gift for Aunt Julie! Suddenly, the clock on holiday preparation runs out...and the frantic pace must give way to stillness...

And now...here we are...Christmas Day. What is there to do, but allow it to come? Peace, be still...and love. Love the moment...love the people you are with...and love Jesus who came. The scripture word for today? Love.

"Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him....dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another."

May your day be full of love today, because when our days are full of love, we can know for certain that God is present with us!

Thank you for sharing these Advent blogs with me...for reading along and following all of the different thought paths along the way. I wish for you the merriest of Christmases today, that God will make his face to shine upon you, and bless you.

May you be filled to overflowing with his joy, and the knowledge of his love for you...and may you experience his peace through every season of the year to come.

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