Strength to the weary

Isaiah 40 : 25 - 31

...but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength

The ancient Israelites believed that after the eagle molted, its strength was renewed. When a bird molts, it sheds its feathers so as to be ready for new growth. Perhaps this thought has some connection with our Advent journey. Perhaps this journey will involve casting off anything that might rob us of our hope and stand in the way of our renewal, in order that we may soar on wings as eagles.

I read this passage at the same time last year. Yes, the liturgical readings for Advent are repeated every year, except the Sunday readings that go through a three year cycle - and there is much value in this year in, year out familiarity with God's word. Well, last year, I was at a different place. I was 'complaining' to God, and felt as if my way was hidden from the Lord - that my cause was disregarded by my God. A time of sighing, a time of desolation. There are seasons to a person's spiritual journey, just as surely as there are seasons in those places that experience a temperate climate. God's Word is relevant in all seasons. At all times, it can speak to us. This year, I am no longer drawn to that portion. This time, I am drawn to the theme of 'hope'. By hoping in the Lord, I am assured that my strength will be renewed. I am learning what 'hope' means. I am trying to live 'hopefully' in the midst of a world that often does not seem to offer much for future generations.