Hopes and fears of all the years were met in the humblest of the humblest
Helpless but
Not hopeless
Faith can feel fragile
Facing the fears filling the world and yet into the world
He came
He comes
He will come again
Advent Preparation
Are we prepared?
“Teacher, we want to see a miraculous sign from you,” the teachers of the Law said To Him
I get that
Today
Faith can feel futile in the
Midst of holiday magical merry moments
Please Lord
A sign might be
Helpful to
Restore
Hopeful in so many of us
And yet His response to them:
None will be given
Except the sign of the
Prophet Jonah
Three days and three nights
In the heart of a great fish
The sign of judgement to come
Too much to consider?
Swallowed by a fish…?
But what of the sign of
Salvation
Three days and three nights in the heart of the earth?
What of that?
Still we might wonder and may ask
Give us a sign? You
Really walked the earth?
Really were born of a Virgin?
Really Were crucified and rose?
Do you need a sign?
Sometimes in my fearful moments
In my weakness
In my lost and lowly state
I want a sign
A Holy
Infant
Tender
Sweet
Beneath
Heavenly streams of light
Causing shepherds to quake
Born to save
The weak
The lost and lowly
The hurting and humble
Sometimes I look back
Sometimes I wonder about tomorrow Sometimes I look into the moment and find that a
Miracle I didn’t even ask for
Was there all along just
Waiting
Christmas Cactus
Decades dormant
Thorns and dry ground
Blooming
Beauty
Behold!
Matthew 12:38-40
Oh, how inspiring, Deb! We are hungry for signs. You saw one meant for you! 💫
Sandra, thank you for reminding me of this. That little cactus bloomed one more flower again this December! 🌸 💕