There’s just something about a pot full of soup when the days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer and Advent is moving along at a too-fast pace. On a day when there’s just been too much bad news this week.
For me, this soup is a big ole pot of comfort. Especially because I got to share it with some people I love.
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ. If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer. And our hope for you is firm, because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also you share in our comfort. 2 Corinthians 3-7