Advent begins...

Yesterday was the first Sunday of Advent; a time of reflection, preparation, hope.  It's a chance for us to look forward to the first coming of Christ, and help us to welcome- and learn to patiently wait for- His second coming.  Christ's return has been predicted so many times over the last several hundred years, each obviously incorrect.  Much like a mom must wait out the last few weeks of her pregnancy, knowing that any moment could be when her child comes, we must continue to wait expectantly and hopefully for that time.  "The Lord is not slow in keeping His promise, as some understand slowness.  Instead He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance." -2 Peter 3:9

During yesterday's sermon, pastor Jeff talked about faith.  Even if our step of faith comes from a barely-existent faith, it is still a step toward Christ and He will come running to meet us.  The image that came to my mind was that of a baby learning to walk.  She is not sure she can make it, yet she steps forward.  When that step is tried with no one there, a fall is likely to happen.  But if she steps toward her parent, she gains everything- arms to catch and welcome her, confidence that she can do more the next time, and joy.  Pure, simple, perfect joy at her attempt.  That step didn't have to be perfect or beautiful, it just had to be taken.  How many times have we started to take a step towards Jesus, then decided we'd better not try it?  How much more wonderful are the moments when we take a baby-step forward in faith and land in the joyful, welcoming arms of our Saviour who comes running to meet us the rest of the way?  Imagine how a bold stride of many steps would be greeted...