The Weary World

Let’s face it.
2020 has been markedly bad. It’s been epically bad.
I think we’ve all lost people. We’ve for sure all had our lives turned
upside down.
The word of this week has been weary.
We lost a 45 year old friend to this wretched virus. We lost a precious
friend’s only sibling to cancer.
We faced some new realities of trauma with our sweet boys.
Weary. 

If 2020 needs an overarching theme that’s it.
Weary.
Last night as I was texting with a friend dealing with yet another loss I felt
so clearly in my heart:

The weary world rejoices.

I’ve heard multiple people wishing to skip to the end of this year. Let’s
just get to next year. Let’s turn the page to 2021.
I get it.
The grief has piled on this year. Many people are barely holding on.
But be still and listen for a minute

        The thrill of hope.
                The weary world rejoices.
            For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

I’ve had my fair share of bad years. 2020 ranks. It’s been tough. But from
the depths off loss that was 2016 for me, let me share this.

Darkness does not win. Darkness does not last.

Advent season will be here in just days.
I can’t help but remember the circumstances that this “coming” season
celebrates. Between the last word in the OT and first word in the NT were 400 years of
silence.
400 “2020s” where the world wept and hope seemed a distant promise.

        The thrill of HOPE
             The weary world rejoices.

I’m going to go ahead and give myself permission... you too if you’d like... to prepare your heart to move on. To prepare your heart to rejoice again.

11/29 starts Advent which runs through 12/24.
Maybe you’ve never taken those days as special.
I never have. It’s always just a calendar with chocolate... maybe some
stories.
But this year we need Advent. We need hope.
The weary world cries out... waiting to rejoice.

Join me? 

As I sit here on 11/19 I’m not sure what this looks like.
If you’ve made it through this whole ramble, will you join me? 

Will you prepare to prepare our hearts together?
My weary soul is ready.

-Gina