Waiting

Patience is a fruit of the spirit that is slowly ripening in me (fitting, don't you think, that it wouldn't show up quickly?). I think it's that way for most folks - and maybe even for most of the fruit. I am getting better at waiting as I grow in Christ.

And that's something I need to remember, especially this time of year. You see, I've been saved for almost 12 years. My kids? They've been ALIVE for less than that.

And, yanno, it's less than a week before Christmas. Can I REALLY blame them for wanting to know exactly what we got them? For hoping that presents can be opened yesterday instead of in four days? For wanting to celebrate Jesus' birthday now instead of later?

This is, after all, the season of Advent--of celebrating Christ's first arrival on earth, and anticipating His second. We're supposed to be anxious, waiting with eager anticipation for this celebration, and the celebration to come when He returns for His Church.

And you know, maybe I'm not quite as patient as I thought I was. I'm pretty excited about our Savior's return, and about celebrating his coming. But I can wait. :)


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