The low light is extraordinary at this time of year in the valley.
Everything lengthens.
It adds to the sense of waiting that is all around us.
So my ears pricked up when I came across these words of Henri Nouwen:
Most of us consider waiting as something passive, a hopeless state determined by events totally outside of our hands…
A waiting person is someone who is present in the moment, believing that this moment is THE moment.
Henri Nouwen
Let’s rediscover our hope in the moment, as I suspect we won’t find it anywhere else…