The patience for waiting is possibly the greatest wisdom of all: the wisdom to plant the seed and let the tree bear its fruit.
Tara and I put up our Christmas tree just a few days ago. It’s a fake tree that sits in the basement for 11 months of the year and then comes back into our lives ready to be stretched and placed when needed. The lights are already on and simply need to be plugged in. I have a box of store bought ornaments, and a number from childhood that get hung too. Still, most of the tree is bare as we wait to decorate with the holiday cards we get in the mail from family and friends. They get perched on a branch, shoved and balanced in between the boughs; for now, it looks empty and waiting.
There is a piece of me that can become impatient to simply get the tree decorated and check this off the list of things to do. But adding a new card or another picture each day, it is as if I water this fake tree with stories of family and friends and then see it grow. Waiting for each new story and greeting to arrive forces me to appreciate the additions that come each day, that make this time of year slower, gradual, and holy.
Today I will patiently and anxiously await the next greeting to arrive so my tree grows in love and light. How might you embrace the gifts of patience today?