We pull out the wreath like we did the year before and the year before that. And with it comes a sense of expectancy. A sense of knowing that something big is about to happen. That something miraculous is coming! And we wait a day at a time, a candle lit at a time. A reminder that every minute inches us closer…expectancy building and us being enlarged in the waiting.
And in the middle of all this expectant waiting we hear a knock.
“Jesus stands at the door knocking. In total reality he comes in the form of the beggar, of the dissolute human child in ragged clothes, asking for help. He confronts you in every person that you meet. As long as there are people Christ will walk the earth as your neighbor , as the one through whom God calls you, speaks to you makes demands on you….Christ is knocking. It’s still not Christmas, but it’s also still not the great last Advent, the last coming of Christ…The Advent season is a season of waiting, but our whole life is an Advent season, that is a season of waiting for the last Advent, for a time when there will be a new heaven and a new earth.~God is in the Manger by Dietrich Bonhoeffer