I turn my eyes to the child Jesus in silent expectation, waiting to be filled with light and hope.
He will come, He will come. I can trust that He will come. For He comes even on a frosty whisper, Lighting the darkness with pinpoints of hope. Just as the stars appear each dark night. He will come, Inspite of myself; my shortcomings and failings; His arrival does not depend on my preparations. Only that I wait…… Continue reading Advent Promises