Another season of Advent begins, and here again are the competing pulls of hectic shop-till-you-drop fervor and quiet invitations…to stillness and taking time to reflect on our longings and hopes…to consider what Jesus’ coming might mean for me personally, and the world I was born into…to love through giving our presence (see what I did there?).
But what a world. This is a bit of a situation. Is God aware?
Do the ancient promises (still) mean anything?
Dare we believe God will make all things beautiful in their time?
It can be hard to find hope. We might more easily notice an ache of shrivelling anxiety, or maybe just more of a numbness settling in.
A longing with no hope of fulfillment is a very uncomfortable thing. But let’s courageously notice what we yearn for – our hopes for our lives and for the world. Because it is possible that we are not alone in our waiting. It’s possible that one day our most tender hopes will be met by our God of Love who will bring about a transformed world.
As we wait… in the meantime…we have a beautiful, important, and sacred invitation to partner with God and others to build the dream.
So, listen in as we consider together what Jesus could mean for us and the world.
