On Saturday, I opened a gift to our family.
26 beautiful little paintings to illicit thoughtful pause and intentional focus, 26 days before Christmas Eve, the season of Advent, time of preparing hearts.
Not being quite sure of the proper activity, I’ve displayed them all and will, each day seek to be enlightened.
Prayerfully, quietly, peacefully.
Day 1,a buff colored tan with barely noticeable white lettering.
If peace were a color, it’d be white like this.
Barely there, almost translucent.
And white against a background of subtle doe colored buff would be contentment, acceptance, humble submission.
A color evoking a heart that has settled, found a resting place. A color that speaks of believing what God promised would be.
A heart like Mary’s, settled and waiting
unafraid of the scary or the spectacularly miraculous.
Because she believed what the Lord said would be accomplished.
So, I begin this journey of Advent, purposefully seeking to be at rest, to believe, to anticipate my heart’s welcome of the coming day.
To believe in the glorious
To believe like Mary
To be brave in a quiet way. Brave enough for feet to travel places that minds say are not possible.
Confidently at rest and accomplished through God’s hand on my life
To be still in His presence and wait for Him to act. Psalm 46:10