Prayers to be said on the four Sundays of Advent while lighting the Advent candle wreath.

There in the deep sack of night, a tiny Hope was born. 

Turn toward the thaw, and turn toward the rebirth of spring with New Hope.

Welcome, all who seek renewal in a weary world.

What if sometimes it’s about sparking potential into possibility, and possibility into existence?

“Verily with hardship comes ease...” (Quran; 94:5-6)

Be kind. Be brave. Be just. Be merciful.

Our family secret is soul-sucking depression.

Can we find space for lifting our heads in wonder—that we’re still striving, still trying together

May we open our hearts to the abundance of creation.

This burning flame represented hope during the bleakness of World War II.

May our beacon of hope give you respite

May we tend our Soul Fire through these challenging and trying times

Here we gather to celebrate hope, and the infinite possibilities of love.

Easter is a holiday of miracles.

I am afraid and exhausted from the constant fear. I don’t know who to trust for information about the virus.

Hope continues, uncertain and true, like candlelight, ready to spark again.

Advent is about the new story being written in our lives.

Everything is about to change. And it already has. It will be. It was. It is. The dawn you eagerly await to end the long, cold darkness is already full sun far off in the east. Yet even after light’s return spring is months away. Thirty long years pass after His birth before the Messiah comes.

[Names], as you step forward into your next chapter, we send with you our fondest hopes and blessings. May life bring enough challenge to fuel your dreams, enough affirmation to honor your gifts and enough nurture to give your spirit peace. Believe in your vision. Follow your dreams....