|This is our second pandemic Christmas. We thought this would be over so long ago. And still, we wear masks; we’re physically distant; we can’t be with friends and family as we used to do. And also, there’s so much that’s broken in this world, so much that tells us, “Why have hope? Just give up.”|
But we have a hope that’s stronger than any of this, stronger even than death. The hope of God comes in the form of a tiny baby, a helpless child; nevertheless, who grew to a man and in his fragile strength was willing to die on the cross and was raised again.
I don’t know what next Christmas will bring. I don’t know what New Year’s will bring. But I do know we have hope.
St. Paul put it this way:
|“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.”|
|Merry Christmas, dear church.|
The Rev. Elizabeth A. Eaton
Presiding Bishop, Evangelical Lutheran Church in America