Advent means taking time for oneself, even if that means missing a blog entry. Wish I could say that is what I did, take time for myself. Not really. Have been busy, busy, but that is okay. Earning my stars you know.
Seriously, this is the time of year we really do need to make time for ourselves, to sit and reflect on the meaning of the season as we await the annual celebration of the coming of a very special light into the world. No matter what you believe (or don't believe for that matter) about the Christmas story, you have to concede that this one baby grew up to have a major impact on the world as we now know it.
The birth of Jesus (and all the legends, stories and truths surrounding it) is something to be reckoned with. The advent period before Christmas gives us time to really think about it. With all the shopping, baking, ringing of bells at red kettles and jolly or sacred music being played ad infinitum, it is easy to lose sight of this fact. It all began simply, plainly and with a modest entrance.
That is what this season seeks to remind us. We just need to stop and listen to the small quiet voice, open our eyes and see the Light.