I will be 80 years old in a few more years. I have seen much in my life. I have been blessed beyond measure, and tested fully by the life I have lived. I approach a new Advent time, one in which I see the end of my days as an inescapable reality. When I think about that, I understand that life has always been about coming through my expectations into a time of newness, accepting its reality, and then opening the lens on the next future Advent.
As I think about this, I think about the Gift of my Salvation, a Salvation that awaits me, as I complete my once and final Advent journey in time ... when I rise to the Christmas gift of life with the Lord ... and time is no more, as I come to understand that every promise He made has been fulfilled, my pains are gone, I’ve been set free.
As I think upon all of this, I accept that I have learned this new truth ... what Advent really means to me: A new thing seen, a new reality known, the greatest promise ever given—realized! Advent precedes Christmas until it becomes Christmas and then we resume the cycle of waiting expectantly ... until we are with Him.
To be Home at last! Amen.
Amen. Amen. Amen!