Friday: Psalm 92, 93; Isaiah 50; Luke 12.1-34

From: Harmony

Fear not, little flock, for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom.

Fear is a present part of my life right now. Fear, anxiety, unease. I lay in bed at night, struggling to sleep, and I wonder: will we be okay? There are so many things that are wrong with the world, with my life circumstances, with my heart. It’s easy to feel overwhelmed, and I often do.

Jesus has been so good to me in this dark place. He was a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief. He understands better than I do what injustice, disappointment, betrayal feels like. And with that infinite well of empathy, he gently lifts my head.

He tells me that not one tiny sparrow is forgotten by God – to remind me that he sees me.

He tells me that every hair of my head is numbered – to remind me that he made me.

He tells me that each lily and blade of grass is gloriously clothed by God – to remind me that he will take care of me.

He helps me, if only for a moment, to see time collapse, to witness the dark present and the bright promise meet. To remember, especially at Advent, that he does not stay far away but comes near.

Fear not, little flock, for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom.

I live with my family in Brookline. I love Christmas.