Every year Hollywood United Methodist Church asks us members to write advent devotions. Here's today's, the first of two I wrote this year:
Isaiah 12:2-6
“Yes, indeed – God is my salvation. I trust, I won’t be
afraid.”
Hmmm…I won’t be afraid. And yet? I’m terrified. Will there
be enough money for rent? Will I sell my next project? Will my family member
recover from this bout of illness? Will we stop global warming in time? Will we
save health care for me and everyone I care about? Will I make a difference?
Does it even matter?
I’m terrified. So much of the time. And yet?
“Give thanks to God. Call out his name. Ask him anything!”
Anything? Really??
I take comfort in that. In the notion that as the scripture
says, as I ask, I should “joyfully pull up buckets of water from the wells of
salvation”.
It’s hard not to be afraid. And yet? This time of year, this
season, makes it a little easier not to be. Yes, the cookies and the carols and
the festive colors and decorations help. But knowing that “the Lord God is my
strength and might” is really what does it. Knowing the story of that little
baby lying in a manager and how He will save us all. That helps. That gives me
the ability to lay my head down at night, to close my eyes, to whisper my fears
and my hopes into the darkness, and to believe that God will take care of it
all.
Because He promised. Over and over. Day after day. He promises
still. He is mighty. He has done wonderful things and He will continue to do
wonderful things.
I won’t be afraid. Not this season. Not when I have the
promise of that little baby in my heart.
1 comment:
Mary Anne Kennedy Lyberg Beautifully relevant. P
Linda Peckens What you said Mary Anne
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