We need to learn to slow down and wait patiently for the Lord.
The author of Ecclesiastes reminds us there is a time for everything and a season for every activity under heaven. There is a time to be born and a time to die, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance. Yet, sometimes it feels like there is more sadness than laughter, more mourning than joy.
When thinking about Advent and this season of waiting, I often ponder on what it was like in the Old Testament: to know the promises of God, and yet to be in a time of intense waiting.
This year, 1,100 miles separate me from the people with whom I have spent every Thanksgiving. Rather than holding to tradition, my plans involve waiting: waiting for the phone to be passed around to each loved one, waiting for the day to pass, waiting for Christmas so I can join them.
Playful fun should be redemptive and life-giving. The well-being of shalom best describes the fun we seek with all of our heart. It is like the sound of children playing in a pool, baptized and cleansed, joyful and grateful.
This Advent season, Job provides us with a model of how to wait. Let us, too, voice our deepest fears and frustrations to God.