Enjoy and have a blessed Christmas season.
Hope is what I feel
What I crave
What I breathe this time of year.
It is the end of one year,
The beginning of the next
And the celebration of Jesus our Messiah in between
That has hope calling to me during this season.
It's the tangible anticipation of goodness-to-come that fills me with wonder of possibility.
It is the fragile, tender places of my heart that looks to Hope for healing and newness.
It is my hard-won, confident expectation that God is still in this
That keeps me looking forward to what comes next.
It is Hope that births vision.
It is the Hope of what could be that sets our hearts to dreaming and our creative minds to strategizing.
Hope is a dangerous thing though.
Dangerous, but not necessarily negative.
It can cause restlessness and yet be a catalyst for change.
It can open the door to newness.
And it can make us uncomfortable.
I know - for me, sometimes - when Hope takes root,
I can feel too contained
Too anxious in the now
As I wait for Hope to be realized.
Hope can also make us overlook
The goodness of the present
And the faithfulness of the past.
Let us take a brief moment to savour what has been and what is.
Let us marinate in the beauty of where Hope has taken us thus far.
Let the flood of Hope realized, Hope exceeded, overwhelm us..
And as we fill our hearts with that
Thrill of Hope
That causes weary Souls to Rejoice
Let us remember that God is with us.
We are His kids, the Ones He loves with boundless, wild abandon.
He delights in us.
Simply because we are His.
So, let us come together
With our eyes on Him
Our hearts turned toward Hin
And our ears tuned into Him
For it is His good pleasure to
Hear the desires of our hearts
And answer our prayers
And our Hopes -
But not in any way our limited imaginations could conceive
He answers in His generous, abundant, doting-Dad kind of way.
He loves to blow our minds with His goodness
So let's just soak it in
Let's bask in His goodness
And open our hearts