This Advent, my heart has been singing "O Come, O Come
Emmanuel" like never before. There's a feeling of exasperation in the air.
There's a sense of yearning, so palpable.
Between lingering reports about Michael Brown and Eric
Garner, stories of shootings in my hometown, and a general level of mistrust and
anger, I'm crying out, "How long, Lord, must we wait?"
This Advent, as I've contemplated our deep, utter need for
Christ's return, I've found myself more emotional than usual. There's so much
hurt. There's so much misunderstanding. There's so much disunity. There's so
much needless violence. There's so much . . . wrong. It's given me a fresh
perspective on our need for Jesus—not just me, but all of us. Our entire world.
