Normally I’m staunchly in favor of waiting for December 1st to start thinking in terms of Christmas. Through long habit, due to my mother’s insistence that Christmas music should not start until December, I resisted the post-Thanksgiving push toward Christmas.
But this year, for some reason, I’m ready for it to be Christmas time. This morning I placed an order for certain gifts for certain people because a certain website had a coupon code that was good for today only. I came downstairs late because of this, and was greeted by a couple of children who wanted to make sure that their parents were not yet coming down, because there was a certain secret Christmas order being placed at that moment. (Yeah, apparently we’re that kind of Black Friday shopping family.) 
I’ve finally realized that one of my favorite parts about Christmas is waiting for it to happen. I don’t like opening presents early, because then it’s over. There is an entire month of buildup to this one day, and to be honest, sometimes the actual day doesn’t quite measure up to all that buildup. It’s always a good day, and I can’t think of a single Christmas that I didn’t enjoy, but it’s the month of wating for it that makes it really exciting.
And this year I’m remembering that an entire life of waiting in a broken world will make it especially exciting to finally get to heaven. And somehow, heaven will completely measure up to every scrap of the buildup.
So this year I’m completely ready to start waiting for Christmas. Even if it is four days early.
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