Shannon's Corner

    SHANNON’S CORNER Rejoice, rejoice Emmanuel has come! A reflection through the lens of advent. HOPE… It is always darkest before the dawn.  Ministry Workers I have worked with have shared parts of their stories in their darkest valleys, where things seemed hopeless and powerless and where they were stuck and drowning.  A place where they could not breathe.  Emmanuel, God with us, met them in those dark places and His light breathed hope and life into the darkness. PEACE… “ Thanks for being Spirit led and for really helping me process through some tough stuff!” – a ministry worker shared as she finished her debrief and care sessions. “Wow…now looking at my timeline, no wonder I feel this heavy weight on my shoulders.” – a ministry worker shared during a debrief.   “I didn’t realize how much loss has accumulated and the impact it’s had on me.” – a ministry worker shared in a care session. JOY… Celebrating Christmas with the students of TCK C...

  The beauty of living in the already but not yet creates a space for the practice of waiting. Waiting is hard. Our sense of control is diminished or lost and our expectations of how and when crumbles. It fuels impatience, strengthens impulses, and heightens our desire to just do something. The practice of waiting creates and gives space to acknowledge, grieve, and release the things in our lives that need to die such as unmet expectations and hopes, so that we can make room for new growth and new life. We cannot do this on our own. The invitation is to wait with the Lord. He is the one who tends the restoration process.  How are you celebrating this season of waiting?

  When my older sibling bought his 10-speed bike was the day I desired and longed for my very own 10-speed bike. My mom told me that if I wanted a 10-speed bike that I would have to safe up my money from babysitting and mowing lawns to pay for it. Let’s just say this was not any easy task for me to save my hard-earned money as there were so many other things that presented themselves to me to buy. It took me close to two years before I had enough money to buy my very own 10-speed bike. It then took even more time to go to the same bike store where my sibling got his bike, and the wait was excruciatingly painful as my money was burning a hole in my pocket just sitting there. Finally, the day came when my mom told me we would go and purchase my 10-speed bike. I could hardly contain my excitement and in the end, I had a brand new pink colored 10-speed bike. The longing was fulfilled, and the waiting was over.   Seasons are periods of waiting and longing. Some seasons are longer t...