Each year as we begin our holiday decorating something strange happens at our house. Low and behold, all of the baby Jesuses disappear. Like some sort of creepy psychopath I sequester the little babies in an undisclosed location. Believe it or not this tradition is not spawned from my inner “Dexter” but is instead born out of a theological conviction.
I use the absence of the Baby Jesus from the Nativity scene as a reminder of the fact that until Christmas day we are in a time of Advent. It can be difficult in our society to truly have a heart of waiting and expectancy. While we are in Advent our mindset should be in a place of desiring Jesus to come into the world. Continue reading