Hope has brought renewed opportunities to reflect on and process the past season; to leave the lonely routines of COVID uncertainty and create new rhythms of joy and hope.
As a stay-at-home parent, some of the biggest stresses for me throughout this pandemic have been adjusting to a wide-open schedule, concurrently fulfilling multiple roles, and dealing with a perpetual avalanche of thoughts and emotions.
Maybe we’re all superheroes just by doing our best to make our corner of the world a better place in our daily routines, in our small yet still significant interactions, words, and behaviors.
As we contemplate the past, and consider our future, let’s not forget to incorporate a little bit of grace for ourselves, our neighbors, and those in leadership positions, we’re all only human after all.
Even as an adult, I have found that many children’s books offer gentle, hope-filled reminders that I need in my own life.
The Advent season, Latin for “coming,” feels especially relevant this year as “waiting” corresponds with the experience that has consumed most of 2020.
Thankfulness that is punctured by sadness can still have a sense of peace and gratitude woven throughout.
Regardless of the election outcome, the next few days, weeks, and years, will hold many opportunities for people to continue to work hard to find compromise together, even in politics.
During these troubled times, I am grateful for the voices that proclaim: There is a better way. Do not lose heart. Never underestimate the transforming power of love.
I find hope in Wendi’s authenticity as she writes about her journey towards being, and comfort in her reminder to prioritize this time. I hope you also find encouragement through her words. Here's to all of us as we find time to be.