“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.” (Rom. 15:13); “Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” (Isaiah 41:10)


Heavenly Father, in a world of broken people, challenging circumstances, and unfinished stories, it’s a source of immeasurable peace to know you as the “God of hope.” You specialize in actualities—not “Might Be’s”, “Could Be’s”, or “possibilities.” Outcomes belong to you; as surely as heaven, earth, and history belong to you.

A living, sure, perfectly-timed, worth-waiting-for hope—this is the heartbeat of Advent. Not crossing our fingers or settling for Plan G; “rolling with the punches” or “making lemonade out of lemons.” We live under the reign of grace, not in the math of karma. You are good and you are sovereign, whether we are having to…


  • Spin eleven life-plates as a three-plate person.
  • Trust you with a loved ones, (or our own), umpteenth surgery.
  • “Dance” in broken relationships while Christmas music is playing.
  • Accept changes we didn’t choose and stories we wouldn’t have scripted.


Father, we abandon ourselves to you right now. It’s actually good to be out of bootstraps to pull up, for it makes the Gospel necessary, not just “nice.” We absolutely love the two “I am’s” and three “I will’s” of Isaiah 41:10. You promise big stuff that only you can, and will do. Thank you, Abba.  So Very Amen we pray, in Jesus’ most worship-worthy name.