Time goes by too quickly, it seems. Someone once told me that it's because a day or a season, or even a year, becomes a smaller portion of our lives as we grow older. So, for a child to be asked to wait a month is nearly unendurable, and for me, a month flies by. So, before I delve too deeply into Advent, I want to savor Thanksgiving weekend. I'm not ready for it to be put aside just yet.

On Sunday evening as David and I were putting the house back together after our children were on the road back to school and work, the house was so very quiet. I remember days when the children were small of unrequited craving for quiet. Now our house can be much too quiet. So, the noise of 4 grown up children taking over our house for a couple of days is most welcome.

And, if Advent is all about the wait -- now we wait for the next time we can all be together. Christmas week. For me, the time will fly by. It is a busy time for a local church pastor.

But this morning as I write, I am longing for those days when my children would impatiently, frequently, and loudly ask how many more days do we have to wait? We discovered lots of ways to love each other while we waited.

Blessings,
Pastor Kris

a suggestion for prayer today: for our Disciples' families with young children