Advent is a time of hope. A time of hopeful anticipation. A time of expectation. A time of enthusiastic breathlessness at the dawn of the Christ-Child. The Lion Of The Tribe Of Judah, wrapped in swaddling clothes. The one whose DNA is the imprint of eternity. The image of the invisible God on the sleeping infant's beautiful face. We as believers should bear a striking family resemblance. More often than not, I do not.
Remove this veil from my heart, Lord, that I might truly see you this season, and always.
I await your arrival, Lord Jesus.