(a close-up of my son's girlfriend's stocking decoration
~ she is so talented!)
It happens every year.
Advent begins;
I am already behind, but still excited.
Advent is my favourite season;
I am always so full of expectations and hopes and dreams!
The first couple of weeks pass.
A melancholy mood creeps in.
I am not living up to my own expectations;
My hopes of actually getting things accomplished are dwindling;
No one around me seems to share in my dreams.
"Is there room for Me?"
My expectations and hopes and dreams can become idols.
I have to be reminded every. single. year.
Advent begins;
I am already behind, but still excited.
Advent is my favourite season;
I am always so full of expectations and hopes and dreams!
The first couple of weeks pass.
A melancholy mood creeps in.
I am not living up to my own expectations;
My hopes of actually getting things accomplished are dwindling;
No one around me seems to share in my dreams.
"Is there room for Me?"
My expectations and hopes and dreams can become idols.
I have to be reminded every. single. year.
Hope~Peace~Joy~Love
are gifts that come only in His presence.
As Advent ushers in Christmas later this week
may I prepare my heart to
Come, and adore Him,
Christ the Lord!
linking up with:
may I prepare my heart to
Come, and adore Him,
Christ the Lord!
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