She folded up inside as she remembers her losses and her shame then she remembered the Advent Hope she writes about and the wonder of one who is the Prince of Peace.
Right there the Holy Spirit came with a prodding, a gentle hug-if-you-like and she stopped looking at her broken self; her tears are known and noticed so cast your care on Him she knows that the One sees her, who shadows her with His Wing and He, the God who sees, loves with a big measure that surrounds her.
The one who causes her to rise daily, who lifts her up on eagles wings. Who rescues her daily. The one who never gives up on her and brings healing. Joy in the anguish of life.
In this world you will have trouble but fear not I have overcome
John 16:33Amplified Bible
33 I have told you these things, so that in Me you may have[perfect] peace. In the world you have tribulation and distress and suffering, but be courageous [be confident, be undaunted, be filled with joy]; I have overcome the world.”[My conquest is accomplished, My victory abiding.]
It’s taken many making of advents to find her soul and how she wants it to look.
There is a battle of expectations and traditions. Those that cease to be.
She wants her silent night and her rejoice rejoice to invite the King into her world of anxiety and confusion of a world that’s lost lonely and quite, quite cross.
She holds her book, the gift and turns her heart towards its redeeming grace.
Knowing it also means seeking it.
The presence In the present.
Simplify was the message preached that year.
Seeing the peace of God that passes understanding in the days of darkness and candlelight.
There always will be a longing and a coming. Let it be the best expression of our hearts. In truth and love to offer the integrity of our inner being.
To each other. To ourselves.
Amidst trees and berries and choices and growing in grace. We acknowledge whom we love and knowing in our imperfect selves the splendour of a babe who loves us, diminished His space to rescue us and help us rescue others.
Isaiah 61 says the spirit of the sovereign Lord is on us
We are anointed to give bouquets of roses and not ashes!
(The message )
Let’s remember this season of Emmanuel, of Christ’s Birth.
Let’s remember this radical love spilled out for a world in a mess.
Great quote here
By becoming completely vulnerable God expresses a wild, lavish and dangerous love
The bringer of salvation and unending presence says to us to heal the heartbroken, to bring joy.
To minister His Grace to the world about us. Small bunches of flowers gifted to those around us in many unique and beautiful expressions of love.
Radical Love. Advent Truth 💐