Thirty Days Hath November

Today November ends and Advent starts.


Thus begins another new year in the Christian church calendar and the countdown to another Christmas. We begin our preparation of hearts and homes, readying ourselves for the annual celebration of the most significant event in history, the arrival of the One who was born to die. That’s a timeless mystery but not a secret, and it brings the humbling realization that Someone cared that much… for me.



2 thoughts on “Thirty Days Hath November

  1. joylene says:

    I don’t generally mention this, but it relates to your post. We lost our eldest son Jack in 1991, and his twin Jody in 2006. If not for the Lord, I wouldn’t be here. Humbling doesn’t come close to describing how I feel. While I do keep our relationship private and I don’t want to be judged by my loss, I am reminded often how badly I have reacted, yet He never stopped rescuing me. As time passes, it’s getting easier to admit that.

  2. Careann says:

    We lost our adopted daughter in 1996. Life is full of challenges that often go beyond our own level of coping so it’s reassuring to know that He’s always there to share the load.

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