I've been thinking all day about what I would say about love and the advent season...
Last night, at church, and every year about this time, I am reminded that the Isrealites were actually looking for a leader, they anticipated a war, they wanted the current government overthrown - to be released from oppression.
They followed a star.
What they got was a baby.
Whatever else love is, it's always so surprising.
Tonight I am grateful for the reminder.