Advent: The Candle of Hope

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It is my intention to write a post for each week of Advent. Whether that comes to pass or not remains to be seen, but that is my desire. Life often gets in the way of my good intentions, especially this time of year, perhaps only because I allow it. In addition to the usual daily responsibilities, there are decorations to be displayed, gifts to be bought and wrapped, cards to be sent, cookies to be baked, etc., but let’s not forget the whole point of Christmas—celebrating Jesus’ birth and its significance all these years later. Of all the items on my “to do” list, I can’t imagine any are more important than sharing the Good News.

We kicked off the Advent season at church last Sunday by lighting the candle of hope so I’ve been giving much thought to that word this week. Who can’t use a hefty helping of hope? The state of our world gets more depressing by the day as we wake up to news of yet another senseless act of violence or tragedy beyond our comprehension, all part of living in a sin-stained world. This is in addition to the more personal heartaches that touch each of us individually. As Pastor Chris frequently says, “Everybody’s dealing with something.” Your something may include grief, unemployment, a broken relationship, poor health, a big decision, or any number of other things that create turmoil in our lives. One thing is sure—we could all use a fresh infusion of hope as we deal with our somethings.

One of my favorite activities during Advent is to sing in my church’s annual Christmas cantata. It’s coming up next weekend. I think this is my 14th one and each year we participants, and sometimes even our audience, seem to say, “This is the best one yet!” They’ve all touched my heart in their own unique way. Oftentimes there is one song that especially gets to me. One that, if I think about the message, I’ll lose it. When singing, it’s best not to think too much. This year my tearjerker is titled “Unto Us.” We are ALL broken and in need of a Savior. God knew that from the beginning and put His plan of redemption into motion on that very first Christmas. The prophet Isaiah spoke of this event long before it ever came to pass.

“For unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given; And the government will be upon His shoulder. And His name will be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.”         Isaiah 9:6 NKJV

I created and named this website a few years ago with the intention of letting my readers know that Jesus, our Messiah, is the Ultimate Gift. Unto you. Unto me. Unto us. He. Was. Given. May that good news fill you with hope in the middle of your something!

With All Our Might

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Now King David was told, “The Lord has blessed the household of Obed-Edom and everything he has, because of the ark of God.” So David went to bring up the ark of God from the house of Obed-Edom to the City of David with rejoicing. When those who were carrying the ark of the Lord had taken six steps, he sacrificed a bull and a fattened calf. Wearing a linen ephod, David was dancing before the Lord with all his might, while he and all Israel were bringing up the ark of the Lord with shouts and the sound of trumpets. (2 Samuel 6:12-15 NIV)

With my daughter’s last dance recital on tap (pun intended) for this weekend, I have dancing on my brain. It brings to mind the story of the Ark of the Covenant being transported to Jerusalem. The first attempt ended in failure when the oxen stumbled and Uzzah reached out and grabbed hold of the ark. This irreverent act led to Uzzah’s death, the plan was foiled, and the ark was temporarily housed by Obed-Edom. The scene described in the passage above is the second attempt at taking the ark to Jerusalem. Maybe the celebration was bigger due to the failed first attempt, but there is no question that this was a BIG deal in the life of David and the Israelites. I can picture this event in my mind and see David’s affection for God in his dancing. It must have been evident to his wife as well, but apparently it made her angry and filled with contempt towards her husband. Perhaps she didn’t like taking a back seat to God in David’s life??

Though I’m not much for dancing, it seems to be one of my daughter’s gifts. She has taken dance lessons since kindergarten and I’ve loved watching her progress through the years. Her movement is perfectly timed and a beautiful display of grace. She puts her heart and soul into each move just as David did.

Shouldn’t we all learn something from this account of David? Maybe you’re like me and aren’t much of a dancer. No problem. I think the lesson is more about praising God and less about the dancing anyway. David didn’t hold anything back in his expression of joy and thanksgiving towards his Heavenly Father. God deserves our praise and honor too. Let us celebrate who He is and all He has done for us in the past, present and all the days to come!

Praise the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary; praise him in his mighty heavens. Praise him for his acts of power; praise him for his surpassing greatness. Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet, praise him with the harp and lyre, praise him with timbrel and dancing, praise him with the strings and pipe, praise him with the clash of cymbals, praise him with resounding cymbals. Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord. (Psalm 150:1-6 NIV)