My soul waits for the LORD more than those who watch for the morning, more than those who watch for the morning.
Strange how one word
will so hollow you out.
But this word
has been in the wilderness
It may feel like
the word is leveling you,
as it asks you
to give up
what you have known.
It is impolite
and hardly tame,
but when it falls
upon your lips
you will wonder
at the sweetness,
that finds its way
into the hunger
you had not known
~ Jan L. Richardson from Circle of Grace
As a child, it seemed to me the wait for Christmas Day took forever. December 25 became the focal point for everything.
Now, old as I am, I’ve found the wait, the preparation itself, becomes the point. We watch Zechariah, Elizabeth, Mary, Joseph, Anna, Simeon, and even Herod wait.
In a community of believers, we prepare and wait together, encouraging each other through the hard times. And there are plenty of hard times.
More significantly, Someone Else waits for us.
“I stand at the door and knock.” Revelation 3:20
When will we be ready to end His wait and open the door to our hearts?
~Christina Rossetti from “In the Bleak Midwinter”