waiting . . . hope


advent candles

Through all the Advents of our life, we shall wait and look forward with longing for that day of the Lord, when God says, ‘I’m making all things new.’  ~ Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Today is the first of December . . . the time of waiting for Christmas begins.

Advent. Waiting . . . and looking forward.

The lighting of the advent candles and reading the Word was a much-anticipated event I shared with my children as they were growing up. A special memory is the home-made dough wreath the boys made and decorated for us to use during the Christmas season.  It became one of those cherished items, lovingly brought out year after year.  So on this first Sunday of December, I was reminded of this very special time shared with my three smiling faces as they would take turns reading and lighting the candles through the years.  I am especially reminded of how we focused not on the ritual, but on the relationship with the One we celebrate.

As I read Bonhoeffer’s quote in a devotion today, I was struck with the thought that I should always be in state of Advent, waiting and looking forward to the coming of the Day of the Lord.

The first candle is lit today . . .  the candle representing Hope.

Hope through all the Advents of our life.  Hope in the fact that He is making all things new.  Hope in the waiting.

How to Have the Best Christmas: The Greatest Gift by Ann Voskamp

About beegee10

I am a follower of Jesus on the journey of discovering His real, lasting joy through God's grace and thanksgiving. Several years ago, I married my best friend, whom I met in kindergarten many years ago. Life choices took each of us on separate paths, but Divine Appointment brought our paths back together. It's exciting to share this journey with my sweet man - a man who loves God more than he loves me! What a gift!! As a young woman I prayed for God to send a godly man like my daddy to pursue me. I just wasn't listening and abiding when I should have been. Good news in HIS time and in HIS grace, HE did! Not only does my sweet man love me, but he loves my three grown kids as if they were his own. He shares their joys and he hurts when they hurt. I love to hear him pray for each of them daily as we begin and end our days. View all posts by beegee10

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