I find myself worn and weary. I wonder if this time of year will ever be what it used to be for me. I need to begin the first week of Advent now, seeking HOPE for the season, for this life. I don’t miss Trevor any less, though this will be my 5th Christmas without him. As December 9th approaches, my heart gets heavier. I need to hug him. I need to see his face. My girls are beautiful and bubbly and full of life. I am so very thankful for that. I want to be joyful. So today, I will begin looking for HOPE.
So we fix our eyes, not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.~ 2 Corinthians 4:18
Our ultimate hope when we experience grief, pain, persecution, or serious illness is the realization that this life isn’t all there is. This week, as I begin my focus on HOPE, I see it first in the faces of my daughters and know that they have a HOPE for our family to experience this season with joy and love and acknowledge that it is also a time of remembrance.
My HOPE is in you, Lord, all the day long.
danacox31 
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