Advent

Waiting, in the general sense of the word, is not very popular among many. But waiting for Christmas is an exception. The four Sundays before Christmas are usually full of cheer, hot chocolate, mulled wine, gift wrappers, presents, glitters, lists and more lists. The festivity is so contagious and commercialized that somehow along the way, its true meaning is lost. How ironic that from the asceticism of the Manger we now boast of an $11 million Christmas tree. A jewel-encrusted Christmas tree is a paradox. But I digress. This is the time for waiting. That's the beauty of this season. When every snow flake is not rushing to reach the ground. The fire flickering in no hurry. The winter nights in extended silence. We all await. Together.

In our stillness, let our hearts be filled with joy, peace and love.