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Advent.
–noun

1.	a coming into place, view, or being; arrival: the advent of the holiday season.

2.	(usually initial capital letter) the coming of Christ into the world.

3.	(initial capital letter) the period beginning four Sundays before Christmas, observed in commemoration of the coming of Christ into the world.

4.	(usually initial capital letter) Second Coming.

I love these definitions. The last definition really caught my attention though. The "second coming". We celebrate Advent because we are in the time of waiting for the birth of Jesus Christ. We remember waiting for a savior to come into the world. The final definition reminds me that even now, we are in a constant Advent. Advent doesn't end Christmas day... the season may but our hearts should be renewing our own celebrations of Advent. It's so easy for me to spend these 4 weeks before Christmas in preparation for the coming of the King. The constant Christmas carols and bright lights help a little bit, but why is it that we...I, don't spend my entire year preparing for the coming of the King!? I mean, He IS coming again...just as we wait these 4 weeks to celebrate his birth we are waiting our entire lives to see the SECOND COMING of our savior, Jesus Christ. He is coming back, and we are each living our own journey right now.

How are you celebrating your Advent journey?

Don't ask me how I am and only pretend to listen.
I listen when you speak.
There are certain thing I don't care to hear about, but I listen anyway.
Also, don't lie to me. Facebook makes it clear when you do.
You know what hurts more than a friend not being there for you... and friend who can't tell you the truth.
I'm not perfect. I'm selfish, I hate being alone and left out, I complain....
It's a constant battle. I just want someone to genuinely care and tell me things and listen to me and let me know that everything's going to be ok.
There isn't a single person in this wold who knows my secrets and it's not because I'm keeping them from anyone... it's because I don't think anyone wants to hear.

I'm sorry. If you're reading this know that it wasn't directed toward you. Not at all.

I don't know if I can do this for another 8 1/2 months. I really really don't like Spencer. I don't like that I have no friends here... I don't like that there's absolutely nothing to do. I don't like that there is hardly anyone my age around here. I've never felt this alone before... It's a terrible, awful feeling. I am truly envious of anyone living on a college campus!! You all have opportunities to make friends... do me a favor- meet someone new today. Because you can. Don't get me wrong.. I could meet new people... but it seems as though anyone near my age in this town either have children or an addiction... or both. I want friends. So bad. I don't want to spend another Friday night by myself...
sorry, I know you all think I'm a complainer anyway... I guess you don't have to read my blog if you don't want to hear what I have to say. I'm not meaning to play the victim, I'm not meaning to make anyone feel sorry for me, just getting my feelings out.