Yesterday marked the beginning of advent, the season of waiting. For some waiting is exciting and fun. For others, this advent may be tiresome and very hard. I think one of the amazing things about advent is that no matter how great or difficult the waiting period is for us, it always points to the same thing, the birth of our Messiah, our hope, Jesus.
This Sunday was HOPE Sunday for advent. Honestly, it can be hard to see hope in the world around us. There has been so much violence in the world just this week alone. But in the midst of the hurting, we still have hope and we still have Jesus. Sarah Bessey wrote an amazing Advent post that I encourage you to read. You can find it here. Something she wrote truly resonates with me this year as I have been trying to figure out a life that is balanced with hope, but realism and awareness as well. She writes, “I don’t want to be swallowed up by the darkness. Nor do I want to be blinded by the beautiful facade. No, I want to be a part of the people who see the darkness, know it’s real, and then, then light a candle anyway”
Hope doesn’t mean that we ignore problems, injustice, and despair. It means we have a reason to go on in spite of these things! It reminds me of my favorite passage of scripture found in Lamentations 3. The people of Israel had been taken into exile. They were lost in every sense of what the word “lost” means. They were separated from their home, their promise land, their family, their heritage, and their culture. Everything was taken from them. They were in darkness. Yet right in the very center of the book, the prophet Jeremiah says these profound words
“The thought of my suffering and homelessness is bitter beyond words. I will never forget this awful time, as I grieve over my loss. Yet I still dare to hope when I remember this: The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. I say to myself, ‘The Lord is my inheritance; therefore, I will hope in him!’”
Lamentations 3:19-24
This entire book is dedicated to lamenting and crying out to God (which is a good thing and needed!) yet in the middle of the lament, there is still hope. Jeremiah isn’t ignoring everything going on, he recognizes it, and still says that God is hope even during this painful time. That is the faith I aspire to have. Hope in the darkness. I pray that as you enter into the space and time of waiting and advent, that you bring your heartache and weariness to the Lord and allow him to bring you rest and hope.
I love to write poetry and on my poetry page on Instagram I shared this poem yesterday that I now want to include in this post. It is titled “Hope” and is part of an advent poetry series I’ll be doing this month. I hope it encourages you today.