Advent Devotional | December 2Posted by Jenny on Dec 2, 2013 in Advent Devotional, Blog | 8 comments
As we begin to practice the state of ‘being’, think of this—we are…because He breathed life into us. Our very existence depended on His creative breath. And then, He put us where He wants us:
house full of noisy kids–right where He wants you
quiet apartment for one—right where He wants you
stay at home mom with endless laundry, stacks of dishes and a clogged toilet—right where He wants you
9 to 5 Monday through Friday in a small cubicle or behind a cash register—right where He wants you
married to an imperfect man who will not pick up his socks—right where He wants you
still waiting for Mr. Right—right where He wants you
Adam and Eve were right where God wanted them, but they started thinking the grass may be greener on the other side of the fence, huh?
When a mom starts pining for life in the cloister, she’s looking over the fence.
When a wife starts admiring and placing another man’s virtues above her own husband’s, she’s looking over the fence.
When we start obsessively wishing for what we do not have, we are looking over the fence.
There is nothing wrong with wanting more, as long as it will bring you in closer friendship with God, not closer friendship with life here and now—that’s too easy. And we know better. Eve knew better. «Click Here to Tweet This»
Do you know, Eve had infused knowledge. She knew a snake should not be talking to her and what did she do…she listened. We know when the little voice in our head has crossed the line, and what do we do…we listen.
If we get a little gut check, a little nudge in our soul that something is too much this Advent—too much money, too much time away, too much distraction, too much food…it probably is…listen to that little nudge instead of the other one. We know: snakes don’t talk, some deals are too good to be true and come January, there will be a reckoning of some sort based on how we lived December.
Choose paradise, even if it looks like a common manger in the middle of the night.