My Mini Advent

Empty void...
dark and ugly...
cold... bare... alone.

So I wait. expectantly.
with hope. my mini advent.
awaiting the coming of Christ.

Born in me daily. as I wait for Him to come.

filling me with Himself...
light and beauty...
warmth... fullness... Immanuel!

God in flesh once more.
if I wait. allow Him to come.
exchange all I am, for all He is.
my gift so small, yet all He asks.

My daily advent. His Christmas gift.

**This discipline of waiting- of exchanging my nothingness for His sufficiency- is how I seek Christ this Christmas**