According to the National Weather Service, there was a chance of snow today. All day yesterday I checked and rechecked weather forecasts. I could barely sleep, wondering if I would get up this morning and see those magic words on the internet…schools closed.
No such thing happened, and sleeping through my alarm just meant running around crazy trying to get to work on time rather than crawling back under the duvet for a couple of extra hours. I don’t mind coming to work, and I certainly don’t mind not coming to school, I just hate the uncertainty. Either option is fine, I just want to know which it will be, and I want to know RIGHT NOW.
We have begun Advent. Advent is the season of waiting — children look at gifts and lights and ornaments and hold their breath in anticipation of the holiday to come, just like thousands of years ago creation held its breath waiting for the Son of God to become man.
Right now, God has asked me to wait. I don’t even know what I am waiting for, but I know I have to wait, in obedience, and trust that my waiting is not in vain. God’s chosen people waited 400 years for Christ; I suppose I can wait a little while too. In the meantime, I’ll keep watching for snow.
Addendum: I went to lunch immediately after writing this post. It was hard for me to write, and I sat at my desk and cried while I was doing it. While I was at lunch, it snowed. It didn’t stick, but it was incredibly, amazingly beautiful. It felt like a little gift from God, his way of telling me it would all be beautiful in the end, and my heart worshiped.
i think this is truly one of the hardest lessons in life – to learn to wait with grace.
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nice wrie up…i liked your way of expression.ur words pictured an image….