“Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.” Psalm 42:11
Advent: Anticipation. An invitation – to pause, to reflect, to consider, to feel. He is coming.
Slow your racing mind. Quiet your weary heart.
In a season that means to celebrates connection we whip our bones into a frenzy of frivolity while forgetting…
Hope. A many feathered thing. Bright. And soft, like the flicker of a candle or the far-off glinting of a beckoning star. Reminding us to look forward, of what has already been done. Now and not yet, our salvation has come.
Immanuel. God with us. We have not been left here on our own.
Hope. Like a baby that grows and cries, that stretches out his arms to save us, covering us.
Hope. Like a swelling of clouds on the horizon with the promise of much-needed, life-giving rain.
Hope. Like the tender touch, encircling our whole hearts.
He has come to save us from our sin, our isolation, our hiding. He has come to make new, to unite, to fulfill. To build up, to connect, to bring justice and light.
Triune God, three-in-one, flawless community, perfect mystery.
He has come to draw us all together in Him.
Almighty God, who stepped into history to save us, stir us with your Spirit and fill us to the brim with hope as we celebrate the coming of your long-awaited Son. Remove from us the burdens that weigh us down and keep us from you. Kindle the flame of anticipation in our hearts as we start this season of Advent. Let our light, our hope in you, shine before others like a city on a hill, that they may see our good works and give glory to You, who art in heaven and who art our Hope.0