As my husband was brooding over a recent horror story in the newspaper, he suddenly observed, as if out of the blue, “No wonder God had to send his Son into the world.” Yes. Ultimately, this is the only hope we have. But where do we see Christ in the world? “Thou hast hid thy face,” writes Isaiah. Where do we discover the hope that is the preeminent Advent theme? Is there any real basis for hope?
