Living in the Now: Waiting

His words are kisses, his kisses words. Everything about him delights me, thrills me through and through! That's my lover, that's my man, dear Jerusalem sisters. 

Song of Solomon 5:10, The Message

Seeing the first Christmas lights of the season "in the bleak midwinter" night, I was thrilled to my very soul. I forgot I was waiting for those first lights. Waiting, waiting, waiting. I remembered what it was like to wait for my sweetie, waiting for a sweet kiss. Waiting, waiting, waiting. 

And it occurred to me that Advent waiting is rather romantic. Waiting for the perfect moment to celebrate. In full faith, knowing He is coming. Knowing I can hardly wait. Counting the days until we're together again. Watching for any sign that He remembers me. Waiting makes the celebration all the more sacred. Waiting for my Lover's coming. Knowing He will come back to me. Knowing the very thrill that His presence brings to my soul. Knowing I've waited my whole life for this. Yes, Advent is rather romantic.