Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From
the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to
the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower
against the foe. Psalm 61:1-3
This is not the first Advent I have spent wearing a mask. Seventeen years ago, during the Advent season, I was in the middle of chemotherapy treatments for an aggressive form of breast cancer. The treatments left me seriously immuno-compromised, hence the mask. It was during this season that I was asked to speak to my church about hope. After a lot of prayer and soul searching, I found three reasons to be hopeful even in the face of cancer.
Third, I found hope in my church family. Through the journey many people were praying for me and my family. I could face surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation with hope because I was being lifted up in prayer. I was extremely thankful for those prayers and all the practical ways that God’s people showed their love to us. They were “Jesus with skin on” in my life and in the lives of my family members.
God is a God of hope. I pray for us all during this time of pandemic, that we will experience the hope of God in our present circumstance.
“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and
peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of
the Holy Spirit.” (Romans 15:13).