Advent. “The Coming.” Doesn’t that word just send shivers of excitement down your spine? Or a wave of peace across your heart? What a special time of year, celebrating the coming of Jesus and anticipating the coming back.
The thing is, it’s not only a before and after thing! He’s still here. Immanuel. God who is still with us!
He doesn’t leave and then come back when I have a better attitude. Like the time I threw a toy down the stairs and broke it because I was tired of the kids fighting.
Nope. He stays with me. He loves me anyway. And this constant presence is what gives me hope, peace, love and joy to pass on to my kids. I can’t ban them from my good graces when they are being un-loveable, not if I want to share Jesus! I can’t refuse to listen to them until they have a better attitude. I can’t reject them until they’ve “shaped-up!” I can’t begrudge the fact that they would use up every single minute of my 24 hour day.
Sin still sneaks around in my heart, so I know I’ll be less than loving at times.
But Jesus won’t EVER drop the ball in the love department. I can tell my kids that, and keep telling them that, in hopes that even after I’m gone they cling to Jesus.
Jesus doesn’t withdraw. He lives and loves right in the middle of our mess.
Want to see a picture of it?
Yep — my table! That’s an advent wreath, that should already have 4 candles in it, since December is well under way! But I haven’t bought candles yet. It should be surrounded by beautiful, empty table space. We should be sitting around it with shining eyes, reading from The Jesus Storybook Bible. But guys, it’s my kitchen table! Where we eat, and do school, and just… live.
And see? Jesus sits right there in the middle of us.