Hope is a wonderful thing. Hope sees beyond what is and looks to what could be. Hope holds the promise of something that feels distant and yet so close. Hope is the foundation of the human heart, for it is in Hope we see our future, which springs from our past. And it is with that same Hope I offer you this, the first Advent candle of 2015.
I wasn't raised in a liturgical setting. In fact, you might say I was long an anti-liturgy person. Through the years, and due to deeper exposure to the meaning of the liturgy, I've come to embrace and enjoy them to a far greater extent. Advent is a favorite because it brings focus on what I often call the "first hinge for the door". It's the beginning of the human side of my Divine Brother and I don't want to take it lightly.
I could write about many aspects of this season (and I've done so in the past on this blog), but I'm choosing to keep things simple this time around. I just want to light the four candles of Advent for what they mean and breathe in the thought of Hope that descended on Earth so long ago.
May your own journey on the Crooked Path find you awash in the Hope of a newborn baby in a shabby town two millenia ago. For that root of Hope is so very important to what lies ahead.