I found myself like the author of Ecclesiastes, looking for meaning in the Christmas season and finding nothing. It felt like secularism had taken over all that should have been holy. Then my eyes opened.
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This year, I’ve found myself craving quiet more than anything—the solitude of the morning, the sunlight streaming through the trees, that peace and wisdom and love that comes from true, all-consuming rest in authentic relationship with my Lord. That soul-hunger has shaped what I have been trying to do this year with Advent: spend these weeks trying my best to push aside all the noise to focus only on my connection with God.
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