Our Expected Guest

Every year about this time, we anticipate a visit from a dear friend. Once again, he has kept his promise to come to be with us, enjoy a special time and prepare for an upcoming celebration.

As usual, I ask myself, “When is he coming?” “How long will he stay?” “What will he need?” and “Just how will we spend our time together?”

I think about how I will open wide my door, straighten the welcome mat, and greet him.

I remind myself that having a guest requires preparation. There is more to it than just putting out sheets and towels and the good dishes. I must “put myself out” to be available, to be truly present.

At times, I will have to silence my phone and surely cancel some appointment. I will need to make some room for him in my personal space and, of course, ask what else I may provide to make him feel at home.

A Place at the Table

I will find a comfortable spot where we can sit and talk. Then I will let my dear friend know how much I not only enjoy, but actually need, this annual visit. It somehow readies me to cope with the year ahead.

In addition, I will let him know there is always a place for him at the table. Hopefully, here in my home he will understand the meaning of “Mi casa es tu casa.”

I look forward to our lively conversations. We know each other well and easily share the joys and sorrows of the past as well as the struggles and challenges of the now. We have been friends for a long time.

He Comes Bearing Gifts

Sometimes, as it happens, we are comfortable enough to sit in silence just enjoying one another’s company. We both share. He always comes bearing gifts. They are not so much material as they are spiritual: Joy, light, peace and hope.

I always seek my friend’s advice. I rely on him for truthful guidance. I look up to him as a leader in the family of Jesse and David. Yes, he is coming soon bearing gifts, staying a good while, and promising to keep in touch until the next treasured visit.

There is excitement in the air!

“Who is this special guest” you ask? “Perhaps you already know him,” I answer. “He is Emmanuel, the King of Glory.”