What does it mean to hope, Dear God?
When so much of what we see is broken and bruised?
When the light dims and the name calling begins?
When what we found is lost again,
and those whom we trusted betray?
What does it mean to hope, Dear God?
When our world is crying for its children?
When the voiceless are shut away and ignored?
God your timing brings us again into this season.
A season where we proclaim hope.
We don’t really understand.
But maybe we don’t have to all the time.
So we do what we can as we wait…
We light a candle. We sing your song.
We try with every fiber of our being to find the Christ in every face.
We hold a hand. We share a hug. We quiet our hearts and listen.
We extend a welcome. We feed a stranger. We live into the world we hope for.
And in doing so, perhaps we will find
the hope we need.
