Advent Hope

These past weeks have felt heavy.

So much chaos… so much lawlessness… so much that makes a mother’s heart ache for her children and this world they’re growing up in.

And yet, this is Advent.

A season that began in a time just like ours—

political turmoil, injustice, and leaders who cared more about power than people.

Into that world, God chose to come close.

So this year, my waiting is simple:

I’m waiting for Light that cuts through confusion.

I’m waiting for Peace that steadies our homes.

I’m waiting for Justice that no one can buy or silence.

I’m waiting for the Presence that reminds us we’re not alone.

Advent doesn’t ignore what’s wrong—

it speaks hope into it.

And as a praying mother, I choose to hope.

I choose to believe that God still enters messy places

and brings the kind of healing this world can’t manufacture.

Come, Lord Jesus.

We are waiting.

#ReflectionsofAPrayingMother