The season of Advent has always been a special time in my family. My Advent memories are marked by loving traditions and customs. During Advent, our kitchen wall always displayed a beautiful calendar with little numbered doors. We marked the snowy days to Christmas by opening a door and reflecting on the scripture or picture that was revealed. Sundays were particularly special because we lit a candle on our Advent wreath. A glowing ring of candles meant Christmas was drawing nigh. 

Another meaningful tradition revolved around an empty manger. For every kind act, my sisters and I put a piece of straw in a tiny crib for the Christ Child who appeared in the manger on Christmas morning. Our family journey through Advent to Christmas was beautiful and mystical. 

Mary’s Advent Journey

I think Mary may have viewed her “Advent journey” a little differently. Her experience was probably not so much beautiful and mystical as sacrificial and courageous. Being pregnant outside of marriage was a serious circumstance for young girls during the first century AD. As a result, saying yes to God’s plan meant Mary most likely sacrificed not only her reputation but also a few relationships with close family members and friends. 

Mary’s trip with Joseph to Bethlehem would have been another sacrificial walk of faith. Nine months pregnant and 100 cold, weary miles to walk. Then there was the whole birth plan thing. Away from home, no hospital, no doctor or midwife. A clean bed? Hot water? Not anywhere in sight. Just a stable for sheep and shepherds, and a rough manger for the baby to lie down His sweet head. 

I prefer my Advent journey to be cozy, comforting. Warm tea, down blankets, a new Advent Bible study, and beautiful music. But there have been seasons when Advent did not strike with homey comfort. Sometimes, pain and difficulties like broken hearts, dying loved ones, sickness, financial difficulties, and struggling relationships are part of the journey.

Whether this particular Advent is a cozy, pleasant stroll for you or a laboring trek up a mountain of hardship and challenge, the result will be the same. Jesus, the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, still comes and brings with Him life, comfort, and hope. No storm can stop Him, no rocky road can hinder His plans or His Presence in your journey of Advent. 

You will end up worshiping at the feet of Jesus. And when you look back, you’ll see that just like Mary, Jesus was with you every step of the way.