“A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks, a new and glorious morn…”
This phrase from a beloved Christmas carol keeps playing in my spirit this Christmas.
With a thrill of hope, this weary one rejoices…
I’m celebrating today because my father is still with us. A year ago this month, Dad entered a health care facility after a health crisis left him in need of nursing care full time. That he is alive is a miracle. This past year has been trying for our family—trips to hospitals, taking care of his financial affairs, selling his house, and dividing (or donating) the possessions he no longer needs—but we look after each other as we’re caring for our dad in various ways. And we have the hope of more days with him to come.
With a thrill of hope, this weary soul rejoices…
I’m celebrating today as a stroke survivor. 8 years ago, just before Christmas, I had a stroke. It’s a miracle that I am here on this earth, and a miracle that I am doing so well. God’s timing and intervention was seen throughout, and I praise Him every day for His care. I get tired easily, post-stroke fatigue and migraines, but never weary of praising Him for the life given to me.
A thrill of hope, this weary one rejoices…
I’m celebrating today because I have hope in a Savior who knows what it is to be weary.
I have hope in the Christ who came to earth as a baby, to make Himself known to us.
I have hope in the One who brings us the morning each day.
I have hope in the glorious dawn of His return.
The thrill of hope…
May you rejoice in the hope of the Savior come to earth…for us all
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