My heart is heavy this morning as I purpose to press in, to be still, to wait. There are so many reasons why I could have gone on about my life, pushing aside all that waits for me here. My house is in complete disarray, I am weary from circumstances, and I wonder where He’s been in the midst of it all.
Does He really see me?
Will He deliver me?
Can I really be filled with life and hope again?
Perhaps I can’t see Him here in the midst of my mess because I haven’t allowed myself to slow down enough to receive Him. I shudder to think of the missed moments that have slipped by, glimmers of hope offered but not taken. I long to slow down, to come, to wait with expectancy and to receive Him in His fullness.
Why is it that I think I have to clean myself up in order to come?
A friend reminded me last night that it’s not about perfection. This waiting…we tell ourselves that once the house is clean and the kids are off, we will wait. Or when the shopping is done and the gifts are all wrapped up neatly, we will wait. Or when the marriage is healed and relationships restored, we will wait.
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Advent = it comes from the Latin and means “coming”. We must lay aside our busy lives and our cluttered hearts and come before Him, so that we can receive Him fully. This Advent, I am purposing to slow down, to lay aside perfectionism and busyness and simply come to Him. It may not be perfect, but when we offer our imperfections the Healer comes to bring healing.
Unless a broken heart is offered, the Mender cannot mend.
The beauty is, as I wait for Him, He waits for me. One heart, broken and weary, waiting for the beauty of the gift of Christ to be revealed in her heart. One gift, the Greatest Gift, comes again and again, desiring to be unwrapped by human hearts.
“Sometimes the heart waiting for the gift…is the art of the gift.” – Ann Voskamp
I am preparing to receive Him. In all of my weariness, in all of my striving for perfection and in my fight to stay full of faith and hope, I have purposed in my heart to not miss Him.
Every day in December I will be reading along with others The Greatest Gift. I will journal my thoughts here, once a week or more if God leads, and I will be posting thoughts and questions on my Facebook page. I would love for you to join me. Every week, my friend Heather will have a link up where you can share your posts.
I have a Jesse Tree, and it is nestled amongst cinnamon pinecones and faith and hope.
If you are reading along in Ann’s book, you can use the “secret code” found in the book to download your own paper ornaments here.
Each day I will be hanging my ornaments on my little tree, as I reflect on the day’s reading and wait in expectation and anticipation for Him to come.
“Out of the stump of David’s family will grow a shoot–yes a new Branch bearing fruit from the old root…In that day the heir to David’s throne will be a banner of salvation to all the world. The nations will rally to him, and the land where he lives will be a glorious place.” (Isaiah 11:1, 10).
“The heart that makes time and space for Him to come will be a glorious place, a place of sheer, radiant defiance in the face of a world careening mad and stressed.” – Ann Voskamp, The Greatest Gift
So let’s come together. Let’s come broken and weary, imperfect and slow. Let’s receive Him fully. As we wait, He waits for us to come. This gift that hung on a tree for you and me, this gift who was pierced for you, wounded for you, He is the Greatest Gift.