May hope lead you to step into the dark this season of
Advent. When all around you,
lights are blinking and new things are shining, shouting empty promises of
relief, may you keep groping your way to find the star, searching for the
real. May the hope that your journey
will bring you to witness new life keep you crawling to the cradle.
And as you make your way, if you feel the twinge of loneliness
invading your space of hopefulness,remember Elizabeth, whose womb was
empty, whose time seemed to have passed.Remember how she eventually felt the flutters of life inside of her, how
she laughed with surprise.May you
prepare to be surprised as well.That
may be what hope looks like for you this Advent season, preparing to be amazed. But may your preparation be quiet and simple, free of fuss and full of truth.
When you do
finally arrive at the place where you can see and feel and touch the one, true God
entering into your darkness, light a candle and hold it up high. Whisper to the others behind you to come and see that Love is here. For there is hope indeed.