On Saturday, I had a to-do list a mile long. I was going to finish the wrapping, finally get those Christmas cards in the mail, shop for some groceries, bake some gifts, write my daily Advent post, pay the bills, run errands, and spend the evening with a friend looking at Christmas lights.
All on Saturday.
I know, right? I would have had to have been Wonder Woman with her invisible jet AND Martha Stewart with her invisible finesse to get it all done. But still, I was disappointed with myself again and again throughout the day as I realized I would only accomplish a fraction of what I set out to do.
I want to be better than I am.
And it’s not just about what I can accomplish. I want to be a better person, someone who cares more about others, who takes criticism well, who doesn’t say mean-spirited things. When people meet me, I want them to see Jesus in me. Really.
Maybe it’s because of the holiday season, when I want everything to be perfect, that I realize how far I am from perfect. But during this season of Advent, when we are longing for everything to be set right when Jesus comes, perhaps it’s not too far off the mark to anticipate the day when I’ll be set right, too.
When Jesus comes, there will be no more stress and strain, no more tears (noun) or tears (verb), no more wishing and not having, no more falling short.
Advent is not about me. But oh, how I look forward to Jesus’ return when I will be free from the me that wishes it were.
For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus. Philippians 1:6
Photo by me . . . an accidental self-portrait. That’s my reflection in the ball.
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More Advent Links . . .
Lisa-Jo’s part 4 of Pregnant with Christmas series: The Choosing
Deidra’s Unto Us