In my advent waiting,
my coming into being,
do I recognize Jesus
when I see Him?

Am I unsure who He is
because I have him in a box
wrapped in fine paper and ribbons
limited by my expectations and understanding?

My finite mind can only hold tiny glimpses
of our all-powerful, infinite God,
the great I AM.

So, when my eyesight is fuzzy, my expectations limited,
and my light bulb moment is dim or burnt out,
when I ask, “Are you the one?”

Tell me, “I AM.”
And I will fall on my face in worship.

~ Kathie Evenhouse, Christmas 2013