First Sunday of Advent

Can hope be
so fragile and faint,
a tenuous flicker in the darkness?
Maybe that is what hope
always was and shall be.
And perhaps then
always enough.

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3 thoughts on “First Sunday of Advent”

  1. As one who, in my early foolish years, demanded a fixed and clutter free future so I could have no doubt as to where it was taking me, and feeling defeated by any darkness and confusion, the greatest challenge in my life became accepting the realization that any light I may have illuminates only my next step. Even then I wonder "Is it really light, or just the flashes in my eyes from straining too hard". Yet, that is when Christ comes to me, in the dusky moment, when I can barely see.

    By the way, if the post is your own verse, beautiful.

  2. Yes, that was beautiful. I always felt like I've been searching for more illumination, but alas, to no avail. And I realized that I've never been happy even with that little flicker. But as it was put, maybe that's just enough.

    Thanks for sharing this.

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