“The sun shall be no more thy light by day; neither for brightness shall the moon give light unto thee: but the Lord shall be unto thee an everlasting light, and thy God thy glory.” — Isaiah 60:19 (KJV)

Sit with that for just a moment.

Isaiah is painting a picture of a day when the things we normally depend on for light, like the sun and the moon, fade into the background because God Himself steps in and becomes our light.

And I do not know about you, but there have been seasons in my life when the sun felt hidden and the night felt long. Times when I was waiting on something or someone to brighten my world again. Times when I thought, If I could just get a break… if this one thing would change… if this one prayer would be answered… then the light would finally come back.

But Isaiah reminds us of a truth that settles the soul like rocking in that old porch chair with a cup of coffee in hand:

Our light does not come from circumstances. Our light comes from the Lord.

-When the world feels dim, He shines.

-When the night feels heavy, He glows steady.

-When hope seems thin, His glory fills the room.

Friend, the light you need is not waiting on a better day; the light you need is already walking with you.

So lift your head today.

Step out onto the front porch of faith.

Take a slow breath and remind your heart:

God is my light. God is my glory. And God does not run out.

The sun sets.

The moon wanes.

But the Lord, your everlasting light, keeps shining.

And He is shining for you today.

Friend, every now and then a verse steps off the page like a sunrise breaking through the fog, and Titus 2:13 is one of those verses. Paul calls it “that blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ.”

Now that phrase—blessed hope—ought to make something inside you sit up a little straighter. Because hope is not wishful thinking for the believer. Hope is confidence with a pulse. It is the steady heartbeat of a soul anchored in Jesus.

Sometimes when I step out on the porch early in the morning, coffee in hand, I look toward the horizon and think, “Maybe today.” Maybe today the One who saved me, walked with me, carried me, corrected me, and comforted me… maybe today He will step out onto the clouds and call His children home. And brother, sister, that thought does something to your spirit.

It lifts you.

It steadies you.

It reminds you that this world is not the end of the story.

Titus said His appearing will be glorious. That means brighter than any sunrise, louder than any storm, more beautiful than any moment we’ve ever lived. All the waiting, all the weary days, all the wondering—washed away in the light of His presence.

But here’s the encouragement: that blessed hope is not just for someday. It is fuel for today. It helps you endure the hard moments, stay faithful in the quiet seasons, and keep walking when the road feels long.

So lift your head. Straighten your shoulders. Let your heart breathe again.

Our Savior is coming.

And until He does, He gives us grace, strength, and joy for every step.

Hold on to that blessed hope. It holds on to you.

Let’s breathe in the good news wrapped up in Isaiah 9:6.

“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given… and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.”

Every one of those names is a lifeline for a weary soul.

When Isaiah first spoke those words, God’s people were walking through a season that felt heavy, confusing, and dark. Sound familiar? Yet right there in the middle of their uncertainty, God didn’t send a speech or a strategy. He sent a Savior. A child. Hope wrapped in swaddling cloths and laid in a manger.

Wonderful — because when life feels ordinary or overwhelming, His presence still stirs up awe.

Counsellor — because when you don’t know what to do next, He whispers wisdom into the quiet places of your heart.

The mighty God — because His strength doesn’t run out when yours does.

The everlasting Father — because His love doesn’t shift with the seasons; it’s steady, strong, and always enough.

The Prince of Peace — because He steps into the storms that shake us and speaks, “Peace, be still.”

So whatever you’re carrying today — worry, weariness, waiting — remember this: Christmas began with a promise that still holds true. You are not alone. Hope has come. Peace has a name. And the One born in Bethlehem still reigns on the throne and still walks beside you everyday!

Lift your head, friend. The child born to us is the Savior who carries us.