Enter into Advent. A place of hope that slowly starts to rise as we walk this journey calmly like watching the morning sunrise. As it peeks above the horizon the day becomes full of what could be.

Slowly…Gently… Moving deeper with Him into Advent.

We try so hard to push and shove each day, each week, each year ahead. Making our own way. Heaven forbid anyone get in the way. We jump after others with our blunt ax tongues, chopping off hearts and hands reaching out. Father, forgive us we know not what we do.

Is it not in all the lifeless places that we need resurrection and promise of new life?

We must call those things that are not as though they were..

Heart be holy!

Hands be help!

Head be filled with heaven!

… and in that moment Hope will arise and Faith will make a way.

The Son of Heaven will arise in our hearts, that moment of humility comes to pass from my lips to my ears. It is there that I see God. Advent …. I see the COMING of the SON into my world. Make room this season to encounter Christ in a more intentional way.

Micah 7:7 But I will look to the Lord; I will wait for the God of my salvation. My God will hear me.

All is grace,

Starla