The Blindness of Advent

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Fourteen years ago, my grandmother gifted us an ornate advent calendar. It is shaped like a house, and each door is numbered. 

She also sent little ceramic animals that I remember from my own childhood. “Put one in each door,” she wrote in her letter, “and then, each day you can see who is waiting for Jesus to come.”

She also sent M&Ms to sweeten each day of Advent. 

My children- even the ones who did not know my grandmother- still love the Advent house, and they get exc...