This time of year brings all kinds of expectation and anticipation. As we age, our ability to be patient has just about worn out completely and sitting in a waiting room can be as tough as waiting for something exciting or some bad news. We resist waiting. We want everything right now or sooner. When it comes to our future, we plan, we look forward, we make lists of things to do to get there and we can’t wait until it comes. Soon enough it does come and we are either delighted, disappointed or at a loss.
When the time of Advent is celebrated, we are in a time of preparation. We’re waiting for our Savior’s birth. We look forward to the celebration – the story of salvation – the angels – the songs – all the characters of the Nativity of Jesus. We often get lost in the gift buying, the food preparation and all the hub bub of society to focus on other things, but this is a time to look forward with great anticipation. It’s also a time of looking back and realizing that our future has been won for us by the Messiah promised so many years ago.
Are you ready? Is your heart open to hearing this story again and again? It isn’t just a time to reflect, but a joyful look into the future. The story of Jesus’ birth shows us how much God loves His creation. So much so, that He gave the greatest gift ever – His own Son would become one of us – both human, but also God. His life should’ve been like that of a king, but He humbled Himself, took on human flesh, lived a life of poverty and humility, so that we could obtain a piece of heaven.
During this last week before the big day arrives, prepare your hearts and minds for the truth of your forgiveness and your salvation. Jesus is waiting for us. He knows His sheep and we are part of His flock. Never forget, that this gift has already been given to each one of us and it doesn’t require a repayment.
It seems we wait forever, for things we want right now,
It is our chief endeavor as through each day we plow.
Our hearts are disappointed when things don’t go our way,
but God’s own Son anointed, made sure our debt to pay.
When life has got us longing for all it has to give,
When every new day dawning, our dreams we want to live,
We turn our thoughts to Jesus and know that all is done.
He listens and He sees us, the victory has been won.
KATHY BOECHER©
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Mama K,…as always, you give wisdom and guidance. Such truth here! Your words sum up beautifully how I’m learning, through this recovery and new “lease” on life, to slow down, worship throughout the day, stop,…pause,…praise. A friend took me to see “The Chosen” Christmas and I just sat and cried. It was a worship experience. To think our Savior came in so humbly; they expected a flashy King and the Son of Man turned it all upside down! I’m happily ready to sacrifice any hectic traditional mayhem to savor on the birth of our Savior. HE made the ultimate sacrifice for us. And because of him, I know you. I’m forever grateful. I love you dearly. 💚🙏🏻
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Thank you, sweet Karla. Jesus is the reason for our joy and hope and anticipation of our heavenly home. He will come again and make everything new. Love you too!!
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You’re welcome. You’re so precious! And Amen! ❤️💚❤️🩹🥰🙏🏻💕
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I hope to catch up on my writing. I have been to the ER, had emergency surgery to put a stent near one kidney, had a catheter for a few days which made sitting impossible (from the pain). I am almost back to normal but a week behind on reading blogs and catching up on e-mail. Have a Merry Christmas.
But your cartoon got me thinking. I was admitted into the hospital for a day since I had no one to look after me at home. I hit the nurse’s button. I waiting twenty minutes. I unplugged myself from the monitor. I got out of bed, holding my Foley bag in one hand and rolling my IV in the other. Did what I had to do. Went back to bed. And then waited another ten minutes before the nurse asked what I needed. When she saw I had done everything already, she said I would be getting a paycheck next week. I would have rather had service, and I am not holding my breath about the paycheck. If I really needed someone with me to care for me, the hospital is the wrong place. The nurse’s either do not care or are overworked. Rigor Mortis would set in before they answer the call button.
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Oh my goodness. You poor dear. This sounds like material I would use in my Jewels of deNial plays. You deserve that paycheck. Being in the hospital at this time of the year is awful. Last year Paul and I were there at the same time. We were on different floors. I know the pain of kidney stones too. You are a warrior🥸. I hope things get better soon and that the peace of our Savior’s birth brings healing. Merry Christmas, my funny friend. Sending prayers🎄🎄⛄️🙏🏻❤️
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Thank you for the prayers. They are always welcome. I am in the aftershocks of the first procedure. I hope the stent holds. My appointment is not until late January to get a path forward on removing the monster stone. Odd, I am having little twinges, more than before the surgery, but no sustained pain and the ill feeling you get with it. I may have a very merry Christmas, all alone but relatively pain free. I remember your tale of being in the hospital together but on different floors. You had your anniversary then, as I remember, or maybe it was just a holiday. That’s tough. But I am already thinking of how to handle the scheduled surgery so that it does not become the fiasco this one was. I am sure, I will have a catheter again. Joy! Even in our suffering.
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