It’s Advent, and so we wait, hope thick in the air.
Come, take 5 minutes to pause, to indulge in creating a sacred space. Open your eyes, and let’s be aware of the holiness together.
Light a candle. Play this song, letting the words and instruments soak in your soul as you read, and let’s spend a few minutes together, dreaming, imagining, hoping.Hope is opening our eyes to the wonder of God. Being willing, like the wise men, to endure a hard journey, long days, seeking the promise. Trusting that goodness is present. That the King really will be found.
Walk through the gates of grace.
The walls of life await you, you who are so captivated by hope it has captured and enraptured you.
Your king is coming to you, even now.
Peer carefully at the things of this world.
He resides in the common.
Modest, even discreet, sometimes seemingly cloaked in invisibility. Dare to hope. He is here, and he is coming.
See, a world without violence is coming. Peace will be everywhere, and can be everywhere, even now.
The strong and mighty one is keeping watch over you. Rejoice in this strength that guards your hope.
The walls of despair may encircle you, but in blood, redemption. In blood, hope. The blood of sacrifice, the blood of birth, the mess of life, incarnated, made divine.
Rest in the strength.
Believe in the humility.
He is unassuming, waiting to be seen, patient to be found.
So open your eyes.
See the pinpricks of hope, like stars in the gloom of night.
Ride, as if on camels.
Look for the star, that flickering, dim light. It will rise. It rose that night. It rose to guide. It rises now.
Look, and see.
Night shows off the promise. Your hope glitters* over you.
Seek and see the wonder.
Your king is here.
Walk in this land, towards grace and hope.
Endure the long days, the unknowing, the seemingly silent God.
Redemption is at hand.**
“Advent is the promise denoting the new order of things, of life, of our existence.” – Alfred Delp
One day, the night will disappear. The light will overcome and despair will be no more.
Light the candle
“Like it or not, we either add to the darkness of indifference and out-and-out evil which surrounds us or we light a candle to see by.” – Madeleine L’Engle
And so we light the candle of hope.
*(scroll down to shined nagahh)**inspired by Zechariah 9:9-12 Read other posts in our Synchroblog: Emily Miller Brenna D. Katie Axelson Won’t you join us? What does this first candle of Advent, this intangible reality of Hope mean to you?