Tuesday, December 9, 2014

The Candle of Hope

The first Sunday in Advent always seems to be here before I realize it, and now the second one has already past. This year I wanted to try to make a wreath using materials I could find outside, but since the day was here already I just pulled out the same wreath we've used for several years. The only candles I had were from last year and one was broken in several places.  But, you know, that didn't really matter, because it still looked pretty and worked for us. There is darkness all around, but that first candle does bring some light to the darkness. It is the candle of hope.




The Candle of Hope


Hope comes searching in the night
when belief is wearing thin,
shining glimmers of her light
upon a world fraught with sin.
Can we see her reaching out?


Hope gives us a piece of truth,
healing balm our souls may grasp,
as reaching forth in the night
we seek something real to clasp.
Will we ever find that truth?


Hope is not a fairy tale
giving false security.
Hope is always in our sight
wrapped in clothes of purity.
Why is it so hard to trust?


Hope that comes from God is sure,
shown by prophecies fulfilled.
Jesus came when time was right
His great love could not be stilled.
Will He help me to believe?


Hope will never disappoint,
though shadows try to cover.
Beams burst forth now, ever bright
reminding us forever,
Our perfect Hope is Jesus.





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