A friend quietly suffered a loss.
Another said goodbye to her mother.
Parents lost a child over the weekend and two days ago two children lost their mother.
That’s just in the last week of my life, no one else’s stories…just mine. Just my immediate world and not around the globe or down the street or across town.
And I am reminded why the Light needed to come. How darkness wants to reign and how the great deceiver wants to make us believe that the darkness does rule.
But the Light that came has conquered darkness and the deceived one and it only seems the opposite when we look at the darkness instead of the Light.
A friend gives thanks for medicine and doctors who successfully performed open heart surgery on her three month old last week.
A long awaited end to a work project is finally on the horizon and a family rejoices.
Still others share stories of grace and blessing from a trip to Haiti.
The Light is there. Spilling across our lives, dispelling the darkness…exposing it’s emptiness and lies.
So this week we light the candle of Hope. Not because we’re waiting for it to arrive. But because it has.