Mary, riding on the donkey, gets moved with the candle each day as we read an Advent story; and we feel moved with the dizzying thought of it all — how the Creator of the universe created a plan to save us with the birth of a baby. Christmas is coming; and as we wait, our Advent wreath and readings keep us focused on the reason for the season.
Out of the stump of David's family will grow a shoot — yes, a new branch bearing fruit from the old root.
— Isaiah 11:1
I praise you, Lord, for our after dinner routine each evening of Advent.
