An Unexpected Hope (An Unexpected Advent)

An Unexpected Hope (An Unexpected Advent)

Nov 29

Support me in keeping with Your promise, O God, so that I may live; do not let my hope turn into shame. Psalm 119:116

I’ve heard the jeers and hisses and curses against you. We listed our expectations and placed our demands on how you would be a year like no other. We made our promises about how our lives would be different this year.  And then we drummed our fingers on imaginary tables and stared you down, waiting on you to deliver.

We broke our promises.

We revealed our brokenness in the process.

Tender 2020, what you indeed delivered was the reality that you hold no mystical power to keep us satisfied.

Instead, you gave us unexpected gifts.

Gifts like humility and quiet….

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