This week we have entered into the way of hope. It is the prophets who show us how as they hold firm to who God is and what God has promised in the midst of difficult and devastating life circumstances.
Hope does not set us free;
it binds us to the hard places,
to the dry places,
to the burning places,
watching and waiting for the bud to blossom,
for the river to run,
for the promises of God to become a present reality.
Sometimes, we may wish that God would release us and allow us to wallow in self-pity; to throw up our hands in despair and declare, “There is nothing to be done!”
Yet hope catches the lie between ours lips and counters,
“Just wait and see what God can do.”
As we journey with your living Word
and deeper into the eternal Mystery of God-with-us,
may you come to us
like a bud on a long-dead branch,
like a quiet stream in the desert,
like the warm hand of a child,
reaching out to lead us.