Wait for the Lord, be strong, and let your heart take
courage, wait for the Lord.
This time of year could be called the waiting time. Summer comes to an end and slowly the trees turn beautiful colors of yellow, bronze and red. We wait and frost comes and leaves fall to the ground covering the lawns. Naked branches reach for the sky and next will come even colder winds. Then when the harvests are all done comes a time we call Thanksgiving. Families and friends will sit down to give thanks together. Even the poor will enjoy meals prepared by institutions able to do so. Maybe a dusting of snow will fall as we continue to wait.
Even colder winds will come and still we wait. We plan and hope for the coming season. Finally, we reach Advent. Our waiting is nearly done. It is time for us to think of a very young mother waiting for her babe to be born. How anxious she must have been as she made the long journey to Bethlehem. Did she know how close she was to the end of her waiting time?
We know we have reached the end of ours. Tired of waiting, joy will free us all. In the stable a child will be born. Our Lord, Christ the Lord. All we have to do is remember to celebrate the quiet time, to love one another and hold joy in our hearts while we wait.
Carolyn Olsen
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