“Indeed, we cried as we planted our seeds,
Now let us reap a joy-filled harvest.
We cried on the journey to plant our seeds,
But now we will celebrate and sing
As we return with an abundant harvest.”
-Psalm 126, translated by Amanda Diekman
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My memory is too short. My imagination is too dull. It is too hard for me to remember hope when I am in the middle of despair. In my moments of forgetfulness, grief and anxiety overwhelm me, and hope slowly slips away. Joy feels far off, and I want to do nothing. In these moments, I long for delight and joy. I beg and plead with the Lord for restoration. I ache for something different.
But there is hope.
The psalmist in Psalm 126 remembers his past joy and imagines the coming harvest. Instead of sitting in his despair, the psalmist plants seeds of hope and waits for them to spring forth. He proclaims the joy he felt in the Lord’s deliverance and declares the future harvest. Watering the seeds with tears and anticipating a harvest, the psalmist gives praise to God. In the middle of despair, he waits for God’s restoration.
Waiting on the Lord is hard. As we light Advent candles each week, we are reminded that at one time we were overcome by darkness and in a desolate land. But with each lit candle, light and joy break forth. Where we once felt alone, we realize that God was with us all along.
During Advent, we anticipate our future hope and Christ’s return in glory. But we rest in the fact that God has always been with us.
Whether you are full of joy or sadness, God is with you.
This Advent, remember and imagine. Remember the great things the Lord has done and God’s deliverance. And anticipate the coming of our Lord.
Come thou-long-and-expected Jesus, come,
Charlene