“The thrill of hope; the weary world rejoices…”
A line from my favorite Christmas song. I listen to this
song on repeat all year round and not until recently has it struck me how
beautiful that line is. The THRILL of HOPE. It reminds me of when I was a kid
on Christmas Eve. Never had I had such a hope, an excitement, a joy, a thrill…that
the next day would bring magic and presents and laughter and joy. I would have
such hope that the next day would be the best day, that sometimes I would have
trouble sleeping at night.
When is the last time you felt that childlike hope?
Now as I’m older, I still hope; I just hope for different things now. I hope
for peace and for joy and for laughter and health. I hope for feelings and
memories and experiences rather than things. And ultimately, like Psalm 33:20
says, “we wait in hope for the Lord”. What
would it look like if I carried that same thrill of hope I had as a child with
me now? And why don’t we? Yes, life might have dealt us some hard cards and the
things that were once magical, like Santa, no longer have the same magic. But
there are so many things to still be hopeful for. So this Christmas, my hope is
that you hope. And that you never give up the thrill of hope.
Merry Christmas, friends.
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