Tomorrow, tomorrow, and everyday He comes! But tomorrow we celebrate that momentous day when God came to earth as a baby. He came as a helpless baby! Alleluia! Tomorrow He comes!
Am I ready? I have been too busy this Advent, like every Advent, too busy. I got "it" done and tried not to stress about things, but I was too busy for quiet contemplation. I can see that the busy-ness is part of God's design for me this time of year. The short days and long nights start to effect my mood. Busy-ness and activity keeps me from sinking into depression.
There were several nights when I found myself at church and that was a good thing. I have enjoyed the little blue book and the Word Among Us and Living Faith and Jesus Calling and God Calling. There were various readings that spoke directly to my heart.
I have struggled, and cried, and floundered around at times. I seem to do that at times in my life. I am not necessarily very good at hearing God's voice and calmly acting upon the direction He sends me. I seem to do a lot of running this way and that and hitting my head on things until I figure it out. I haven't figured it out yet.
But the gifts, oh the gifts I have received. God crafted them especially for me. I have some friends I need to pray for. I have hope for the future. I have some challenges to work on. I have some baby quilts to make. I have relationships to mend and build up. I have some choices and some things to get better at. And Jesus is right there with me, helping me and loving me with every step and through all the craziness that life throws at me.
And tomorrow, I will remember that in a little stable, far across the sea.....He came. He comes. He will come again!
Am I ready? I have been too busy this Advent, like every Advent, too busy. I got "it" done and tried not to stress about things, but I was too busy for quiet contemplation. I can see that the busy-ness is part of God's design for me this time of year. The short days and long nights start to effect my mood. Busy-ness and activity keeps me from sinking into depression.
There were several nights when I found myself at church and that was a good thing. I have enjoyed the little blue book and the Word Among Us and Living Faith and Jesus Calling and God Calling. There were various readings that spoke directly to my heart.
I have struggled, and cried, and floundered around at times. I seem to do that at times in my life. I am not necessarily very good at hearing God's voice and calmly acting upon the direction He sends me. I seem to do a lot of running this way and that and hitting my head on things until I figure it out. I haven't figured it out yet.
But the gifts, oh the gifts I have received. God crafted them especially for me. I have some friends I need to pray for. I have hope for the future. I have some challenges to work on. I have some baby quilts to make. I have relationships to mend and build up. I have some choices and some things to get better at. And Jesus is right there with me, helping me and loving me with every step and through all the craziness that life throws at me.
And tomorrow, I will remember that in a little stable, far across the sea.....He came. He comes. He will come again!