We look to the past as we sit in the now and anticipate the future. The coming.
Hope flickers. Fills. From the wick of the prophecy candle comes a rising flame, shooting up just as the Root of Jesse; Its light, a comfort in the deepest darkness.
Hope. From the last moment, in this moment, and for the next moment. Everlasting.
You can follow along these two wonderful, daily advent blogs as well :
KariAnn at Lessnerismore – a new blogging buddy who refers to her Advent readers as Muggles and Cupples. Grab yourself a warm beverage and find out why! 🙂
Shereadstruth – always an Advent favorite.