This may seem unChristmaslike for an Advent post, but not really. God interrupts our lives. Some people do go on quests for God, but just as many or more just meet Him unexpectantly.
My husband says he wanted to become a Jew before he became a Christian, and before that he had read about Buddhism and other religions. He was somewhat older than me at his conversion (well, 22 or 23 compared to my 15 years) and in the military. He read books and explored other faiths. "I don't have any imagination in that way," I said. God just walked into my consciousness, convicted me of my need of Him, and sent someone to help. No journey, really, at least none I was aware of. I fit Tim Keller's description here.
Of course, there is always a deep and intriguing back story we don't know about ....
Advent is the same. A baby is born. It happens all the time. But the back story! An eternity before that birth, thousands of characters, richness and sorrow and joy and want.
The main characters of the "Advent event" did have hope, which is what makes the delivery of the promise so wonderful. The people to whom Christ came were in darkness and hopeless and undeserving, and He entered their world.

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