Expectation Management for Advent by Georgie Tennant
My friend
and I have coined a term which is helping us to navigate the ups and downs of
family life – Expectation Management. We remind each other of it frequently, particularly
at times when our expectations are in danger of running away with us. We look forward to special days, birthdays,
Christmases and holidays – but it is dawning on us both that Expectation
Management is essential for these times.
The trouble
is that we our victims of our own high expectations, as we envisage the most
wonderful of days, our Mary Poppins-like selves, swirling and singing amongst our
children, offering them home-baked wares and fun without ceasing. They, in turn, will listen to every sweet-sounding
word we utter, offer their siblings first choice in all things and skip home, to
head straight to bed with no need for toe-nail cutting, three extra drinks,
five snacks and seven stories. Reality,
as you can well imagine, never matches up – not even nearly.
I am a
gold-medal winning high-expectations perfectionist and this can lead to
crushing disappointments. It has taken a lot of practice to carve out a new
mind-set, one which embraces the struggles and imperfections and allows myself
joy in the midst of them.
So, with
my new found “joy-in-the-imperfections’ approach, I entered this Advent with
care. What is it about this season,
above all others, that causes us to strive for unattainable perfection? Since losing my baby at twenty-five weeks of
pregnancy, ten years ago, Christmas has always been a bit of an arch-nemesis,
one which can be defeated for a time, but always comes back. My memories of holding my baby, silent in my
arms, are incongruent with the smiling perfection of this season that will insist
arriving, year on year.
Celebrating
Advent, instead of just Christmas, has helped me immeasurably to find the peace that Jesus
came to bring, instead of crashing and burning in a heap of traumatic memories
and unfulfilled hopes. It is an approach
I would heartily recommend. Imagine my
delight this year, then, when I found out that not one but two ACW Members had
published Advent books.
Coin tossed,
and certain that I would never keep up with both, I bought Lucy’s,
embarking on it with gusto, smugly telling myself that it would mean I already
had an excellent resource lined up for next year. December had barely taken off and I spotted,
on Twitter, that BRF were giving a few copies of Amy’s book away. I couldn’t resist.
So, here
has begun my new Advent tradition of reading one reflection in the morning and
one at night.
Throw in the Christmas Promise Advent Calendar and book to do
with the children and an Advent candle to light each day, and I’d set myself
quite the Advent challenge.
But
approaching it all with my new mind-set is helping. On some of the days, we are too tired and stretched
for time to work through the booklet with the children. On other days, we are around, but the
children have argued over which seat they want to sit in or whose turn it is to
light the candle, and it all feels like it's jarring too
much with the real spirit of it all to bother.
When there are moments of
insight, inspiration and spiritual togetherness, I breathe in deeply and store
them in my soul, to see me through the days they don’t happen.
Likewise
with my own reading. Some days I have stolen a tranquil half an hour, while the
rest of the house sleeps. Others I catch
up with two days’ worth on the loo, because it’s the only place I can hide
where no-one will ask me to find their swimming trunks or help with their
spellings when I have literally just sat down. I am embracing all methods,
dragging myself through advent with realistic amounts of cheer, instead of buying
the lie that it has to be perfect.
Amy and
Lucy are great companions for the journey.
Their books and approaches are so incredibly different, that there is no
danger of them overlapping or repeating each other’s’ material. I have found Amy’s “Image of the Invisible,” an
inspiring way to start the day. There is
so much about God contained within it, I am almost expecting the voice
of God Himself to boom audibly out through the pages, as cherubim bring it to
me with my morning cup of tea. I love it
for its thought-provoking portrayal of God from every possible angle. I love it too because it’s – well – not too
Christmassy! That might be a strange
thing to say about an Advent Book but, for someone who has historically found
too much of Christmas triggering, it has been wonderfully refreshing.
Lucy’s “Redeeming
Advent,” entirely different in tone, makes me feel as if I am having a
sympathetic cup of tea, at the end of a stressful, busy day, with someone who
entirely gets it. “It” being the imperfections I described above. Lucy’s IS Christmassy (I don’t hold that
against her!) but what she really really
understands is how fraught the run up to Christmas can be and just how much
pressure we put on ourselves to deliver the “perfect experience” to our
families. Her empathetic writing
releases the grateful reader from these unrealistic expectations, with humour
and warmth, as she weaves together personal stories with biblical passages,
insights and prayers.
So thank
you, Amy and Lucy! Thank you for leading
me through Advent with such wisdom and warmth.
Though it does leave me with one problem I need you all to solve for me…what
on earth am I going to read during Advent next year?!
Georgie Tennant is a secondary school English teacher in a
Norfolk Comprehensive. She is married, with two sons, aged 11 and 8 who
keep her exceptionally busy. She writes for the ACW ‘Christian
Writer’ magazine occasionally, and is a contributor to the ACW-Published ‘New
Life: Reflections for Lent,’ and ‘Merry Christmas, Everyone: A festive feast of
stories, poems and reflections.’ She writes the ‘Thought for the Week’ for the
local newspaper from time to time and also muses about life and loss on her blog: www.somepoemsbygeorgie.blogspot.co.uk
I think you should start running courses in Expectation Management. It sounds like a concept we all need more training in. Or, should I say, because I'm one English teacher talking to another, and shouldn't be leaving prepositions at the end of sentences, it sounds like a concept in which we all need more training.
ReplyDeleteI agree. There is a rhythm in the waiting and anticipation of an event that was humble, messy, and stressful, as well as amazing and astounding. I wait for the moment when peace breaks through and the Christ child is there, in eternity, but I never know when it is going to be or how - a child's face at the Christingle service, the patient faithfulness of the elderly in the local nursing home, or a robin on the holly, luminous in the sunshine.
ReplyDeleteI love your experience of 'when the peace breaks through'. Beautiful :)
DeleteWhat a wonderfully authentic, funny and moving piece. Expectation Management! I may have to borrow that. The waiting is so hard, but as Tish says, the moment when peace breaks through is so uplifting.
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