This time of year can be a mix of anticipation and disappointment. Imagine a gathering where joy, grief and fatigue may be sitting in a circle staring at each other and wondering why they were seated at the same table. Advent can be a season to come to terms with all of this while holding on to a glimmer of hope. One of my favorite lines of a Christmas song is from O Holy Night: A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices. Note that the weariness doesn’t disappear, yet there is joy. The picture below is speaking to me now and I wonder where you might see hope in it.
Your Call: Journal about your reflections on this picture. How does it speak to you?
