It didn’t take me long to realize that the wait is better. December 26th would hit, and so would the let-down. I had waited all year for that one day, expecting it to be the best day ever! and it would already be over. I had another 365 days to wait for the next best day ever!
I couldn’t keep expecting joy only on that one day each year. I needed more of it. Something had to change.
That’s when I realized that living in anticipation of that day could be wonderful. It is the difference between experiencing Christmas day and experiencing the Christmas season. It is small little joy-filled experiences as we anticipate everything we’ve been waiting for: Santa Claus parades; decorating a Christmas tree; watching neighbourhoods light up with twinkling Christmas lights; quietly sipping tea in front of the lit tree, wrapped in a blanket; Christmas carols; holiday baking; opening a little cardboard door every day; choosing the perfect gift for someone you love…
Advent is the choice to look and see the small, beautiful lights amidst the dark night while we wait for the morning to come.