I know, I know, we're not really anywhere near the actual season of Advent yet.
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But Kicky is 39 weeks old today, which means that she is abundantly welcome to show her face any time. And I've been thinking about Advent. Thinking about how eager I am to meet someone who I haven't seen yet. Thinking about the wildness of trying to count down to something that I don't know the exact time for -- just "soon." Thinking about how hard I'm working to keep short accounts, because I don't want things in a mess when she does show up.
Though you have not seen Him, you love Him;
though not seeing Him now, you believe in Him,
and you rejoice with inexpressible and glorious joy...
(1 Peter 1:8)
He who testifies about these things says, "Yes, I am coming soon."
Amen! Come, Lord Jesus!
Pay careful attention, then, to how you live -- not as unwise people but as wise -- making the most of the time, because the days are evil.
I hope that Kicky is born soon. And I'm also hoping that this year -- particularly when Advent rolls around -- I have a deeper sense of what waiting well means.