I love Advent. The
busyness of shopping… The quiet dark nights…
The pre-Christmas gatherings with friends… The white lights on houses and Christmas
trees in town squares or malls... I love
the readings from Isaiah, which promise peace and justice. And, I love that Advent and Easter are times
you hear the stories of strong women in the Gospels – Mary, the mother of
Jesus; Elizabeth, Mary’s cousin; and Mary Magdalene, who witnessed the resurrection. I love the flow of readings from the
celebration of Christ the King, the end of the Liturgical Year; to
Thanksgiving; to the First Sunday of Advent, the beginning of a new year.
This year, however, is an anomaly. The Sunday after Thanksgiving is not the
first Sunday of Advent, which means I have to wait for the time of waiting.
Those of you who know me know I hate waiting. If I’m driving, I want to get there now – not be slowed down by
traffic. If I have a question, I want
the answer now, which, thanks to
Google, is usually possible. If I’m in a
meeting, I want to come to resolutions now,
not keep postponing agenda items ad nauseum.
I’ve been told, “Patience is a virtue.”
Well, it’s not one I received!
Discernment, however, is about waiting – waiting in
grace. I waited to enter until it felt
right. I waited for acceptance in each
new phase. I waited to know if this is
the right place and way to live out my vocation. (Half the time wishing it
wasn’t so I could get on with my life!)
I’m now waiting to find out what the three weeks over Christmas break
will entail. Patience is a virtue I’m
slowly growing into -- patience with
myself, with others and with God. God is
funny that way… If I don’t learn
something quickly, God keeps on giving me opportunities to learn. So, I’m waiting, somewhat patiently, for
Advent, the season of waiting.
Jenn Schaaf
Jenn Schaaf