He leads me through a labyrinth of anticipation. Of yearning. Of hopefulness. Of waiting.
Of Advent. The Coming of all our hearts long for. Both those things of which we are quite aware. And the fullness of abundantly more that He promises as our inheritance.
We long for a Messiah — our salvation. We long for Emmanuel — God with us.
We long for an experience of His love. A taste of His grace. A promise of His peace.
We long for the days of no more tears and no more pain.
Because the world, so often, is dark and cold. I have heard its stories on the news. I have listened to its echoes in the aching words of those I hold dear. I have read its reports across the blogosphere. I have harbored its weariness in my own soul.
We long. We are restless. We wait.
In the waiting, I am at a loss for words.
And maybe silence is the only proper response. The only appropriate action for the anxious anticipation. The only prayer that makes any sense in the lighting of Advent’s first bit of light in a world full of darkness.
Those who walked in the dark have seen a bright light. And it shines upon everyone who lives in the land of darkest shadows. (Isaiah 9:2)
Just one light in the blackness. Just a flicker of hope. It is enough to push back against despair.
It is enough to awaken our hearts. It is enough for us, the waiters — the Advent people, to declare the coming King.
And by its light, may we find our way to all the corners of darkness, until the Light of the World, shines fully on us all.
If you have 10 more minutes, please watch this message about Hope from Ann Voskamp. It’s powerful, darkness-shattering stuff.
I return each Sabbath for a fresh Word of the Week. For the God-breathed pages to come alive in a phrase or two on which to spend a 7-day feast. To meditate upon. To use as a jumping off point for whatever other words God would have me hear during the week. I would love for you to join the Word of the Week (WOW) discussion by adding your selected verse to the comments … or reflections on any scripture reading.
Linking with Unforced Rhythms — a wonderful community of writers who gather each Monday to share with you HERE.