I almost dropped when I realized we were starting Advent. This season of wonder and awe is often accompanied by hustling and bustling. The two are not necessarily compatible, but sometimes they are paired. I remember the frenzied last days before each one of my children came.  For one thing, with, both David and Rachel were two weeks late (Jared came on his due date, and it is the only time he been on time for anything since), I kept stocking up on meals for after, and them eating them; consequently I kept having to plan meals when we all know planning ahead is not one of my strong points. I was so amazed by the way I could see and feel the child inside of me, I would get lost in time, and then remember that babies need diapers and onesies, there was a crib to be assembled in between doctor’s appointments and cleaning the house with a toothbrush (I take my nesting seriously). Now imagine Mary.

She was 14, unmarried, and shunned because of her condition, yet she never misstepped. Mary showed grace and acceptance, she went with Joseph on a long trek to Bethlehem, and trusted in God that they would be safe. Throughout her son's life, she never faltered. I believe that while the disciples misunderstood much of what Jesus was trying to tell them, she believed; because she knew who and whose Jesus really was, and she would never doubt his words. Mary had a life that any of us would be daunted to face, yet she was not. Her son was crucified when she was 47, and still she trusted God. 

So in this busy season, when you feel overwhelmed or rushed, stop for second and consider Mary; then take a deep breath, say a word of thanks, and do the next good thing that God has waiting for you. The real gift of Christmas is in the faith and family we have been blessed with. 

Happy Advent, this week we light the Candle of Hope. Love, Denise