Our days are those of a waiting game:
we wait to be born, to be nourished, to be loved.
We wait for God.
Now we wait for Christmas. The season of nostalgia and the days of dreams are upon us. It is the time for stored-up memories and carefree remembrances of pastimes.
And this is not how it should be at all!
The journey to Bethlehem goes on to Calvary and together they become an invitation to mankind to rejoice at the banquet of the Messiah in the heavenly Jerusalem.The movement is forward looking, eager, expectant, to be anticipated with joy and laughter. We search among past memories for hope and meaning, not realising that we would not seek Him unless we had not already found Him—He who is the delight of our days.