As it's Advent, and my irisises are purple, I am prompted to remember how I am waitng for something else: not only blooms. Christmas is coming! I love it all. The build up with Christmas music, Advent antiphons, the food, the lessons and carols. I could go on and on.
And yet what I enjoy most is not some hazy picture from a Victorian Christmas card, or a sugary Disney construction. It is the message that Jesus has come into the world. The way it is, doesn't need to be the way it stays. We all have a message: hope.
Christmas can be a painful time. Not only for those who are bereaved or struggling with debt. It can be hard for those who cannot deliver the image of a perfect Christmas that is in their imagination.
The Angels' message to the shepherd may help: "Behold, I bring you a message of great joy ... Jesus, the Messiah is born!"