The lights are low. The noise has faded. T
he world feels like it’s holding its breath.
he world feels like it’s holding its breath.
This waiting is not empty.
It is full of hope.
Long before us, others waited too,
with tired feet, with watchful eyes, with faith that God would keep His word.
They didn’t know the hour, only the promise.
So tonight, we rest in that same trust.
We let our hearts slow down.
We release the need to hurry tomorrow.
Because God works just as powerfully in the waiting
as He does in the miracle itself.
And when morning comes,
it will find us ready,
not because we rushed,
but because we waited with hope.
Amen.


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