A Thrill of Hope

If ever a song spoke to and of my soul, it would be this line, this year.  It has definitely been one of those years.  Even more it has been one of those years for everyone, everywhere, worldwide.  I can’t think of another time in my lifetime that the entire world felt the isolation, loneliness, exhaustion, of this year.  I know there have been others; world wars, plagues, disease, but in my lifetime this is a first.  A full year of battle.  Battling disease, battling income loss, battling isolation, battling technology.  We are indeed a weary world.  But as women in ministry, as believers, that is not where our story ends.  There is a thrill of hope, our God is still on the thrown, our God is still working, our God is still moving.

As we move in this season between Thanksgiving and Christmas, headed daily towards the celebration of Christ’s birth, I pray that we are filled with the thrill of hope.  May we find the beauty in the unexpected, the miracle in the every day, the wins in a season of losses. May we find freedom in the inability to plan, appreciation of the simple things, and quality connection in our smaller circles. 

I pray my heart, and yours, grows daily in its ability to rejoice, to see the new and glorious that God is giving us, to worship and sing and pray and celebrate with a hope for all that has been, all that is now, and all that is yet to be.

“He knows our need, To our weakness no stranger! Behold your King.”