I must confess, I bounce between “Bah Humbug” and “Silent Night” quite a bit during the beginning of the Advent season. The commercialization of Christmas and the overall blitz on our normal weekly schedules gets me out of sorts until the nostalgia of childhood experiences and memories of my own children being in awe on Christmas morning brings me very warm feelings that are wonderful. None of this, however, is what Advent is all about. As I begin my decent into the waters of meaning surrounding Advent, I begin to realize I am once again lifted above all of the noise and lights and fluff of Christmas. Don’t get me wrong, I end up enjoying all of that as well, but I am always aware there is so much more.
Advent is the reality that Christ was willing to leave the glory of the Father’s presence to come to Earth and be our Messiah. I would like to give an illustration to let you know what that compares to, but there is no such illustration in our world. He left perfection to put on our weak and fragile skin. If we could even fathom for a second what Heaven is like, we would be overwhelmed by this gesture to the point of falling on our faces.
Advent is the reality of Christ coming to us in the only way that we could accept Him. He came to the lowest, the weakest, the most lost. He came to tell us that we are loved and valued on a level that we will never fully grasp on this earth. We fool around with the stuff that we accumulate and call it good. Advent reminds us that all of our good comes from our Heavenly Father.
This singular thought launches me out of “Bah Humbug” into proper worship and reminds me that none of it is about me. The true spirit of the season rests solely in the love we have been given by our God. Israel waited for thousands of years for the Messiah. Many of us wait a lifetime. I pray this season we will see that He has come, He is available, and that He makes all the difference in the world.
Have a wonderful Advent Season!