Christmas is right under our noses. I smell the gingersnaps baking in the oven, yet my holiday pizzazz is sagging like the oversized ornaments on our plastic pine. It feels criminal to slouch when I ought to be…how should I say it, “rocking around the Christmas tree”? I ran across this quote by Fleming Rutledge that brings some validity to my mood, “Even as the season outside gets more exuberantly festive, those who observe Advent within the Christian community are convicted more and more each year by the truth of what is going on inside—inside the church as she refuses cheap comfort and sentimental good cheer. Advent begins in the…