I hope you had the merriest of Christmas. I took December off and hope you have enjoyed last year’s reflections. I’ll be back shortly to reflect on this year and announce my word of the year for 2014.

Santa came and we lit the Christ candle. And yet, here I am, blogging through advent. I know that Christmas was a few days ago, and in a few days people will be irritated at those of use still insisting on celebrating Christmas. I know today Christmas has already passed, but this is not the end. My grandfather dying, the mourning families in Newton, the broken relationships, the fiscal cliff. This is not the end. We are waiting on love, and so we wait in love.

Sometimes we get it just right, sometimes we mess it all up, sometimes, most times, we do the best we can and it is somewhere between those too. But always, always, things done in love are not wasted. Every drop the Lord can use. We love in the waiting, because we are waiting on love. And it  is enough because I am enough. And I am enough because He is enough. And that is who we are waiting for.

He came once, he is coming again. Hallelujah.