In the blink of an eye, Thanksgiving weekend turns our hearts toward Christmas. With the snow, the long weekend made it a great time to pull out the Christmas decorations. It always makes the winter more bearable when there are little white lights every night.
The first Sunday of the Advent season, I am grateful for the hope that arrived when Mary said, "Let it be onto me as you have said." Young, scared, and trying to comprehend the wonder of it all. She would be the mother of the long awaited Messiah. Most would miss him, but she would know him and who he was from the beginning as only a mother can.
And dear Joseph, took on a wife he had not known as a husband knows a wife... and a child he did not father. He did not have Mary stoned, as the law allowed. He believed and received a special part in the nativity. I have a soft spot for Joseph.
The many prophecies fulfilled in Christ's birth, this is the one that came to pass because two people submitted and said, "Thy will be done" in us and unto us... accepting whatever the future might hold.
"All right then, the Lord himself will give you the sign. Look! The virgin will conceive a child! She will give birth to a son and will call him Immanuel (which means ‘God is with us’)." -Isaiah 7:14
God with us. Christmas is a reminder that hope has come. He still waits for each of us to believe, receive, and find our way to the manger.
Today, I am grateful for the first Sunday of Advent.
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