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i believe... even when.

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This Advent, our devotional is rooted in a simple but profound affirmation of faith: “I believe… even when.”

These words come from a powerful text discovered on the wall of a cellar where a Jewish person was hiding during World War II. In a time of terror, silence, and fear, someone etched out a fragile but courageous confession:

“I believe in the sun even when it’s not shining.
I believe in love even when I don’t feel it.
I believe in God even when He is silent.”

Composer Mark A. Miller later set these words to music, and many have been moved by the story behind the text, a reminder that faith often takes root in the deepest shadows. Belief does not wait for certainty. It begins before the light returns.

Advent is exactly that kind of season, a season of holy waiting, longing, and trusting even when we cannot yet see the fullness of God’s promise.

celebrating advent at pcm

For a child has been born for us, a son given to us; authority rests upon his shoulders; and he is named Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

– Isaiah 9:6 –

Advent Devotionals

Across these pages, you’ll find reflections growing out of real life: wilderness places of grief, unexpected moments of stillness and peace, surprising breaks of joy, the quiet persistence of love, and the courage to believe in Christ’s presence even when we do not feel it.

Each writer approaches faith with honesty, acknowledging what is difficult while pointing toward the God who meets us in those “even when” moments.

Christmas Remembrances

This season brings joy, music, memory, and anticipation—and yet, for many of us, it also stirs tender places in the heart. We remember the people who shaped us, guided us, laughed with us, and loved us. We feel their absence more sharply amid the candles and carols. And still, we carry them with us.

Each Christmas, our congregation finds a meaningful way to honor our beloved ones. From mid-December through New Year’s Day, the Chancel is transformed with poinsettias—bright, living symbols purchased through memorial donations given in the names of those we remember. As the sanctuary fills with color, it becomes a place where grief and gratitude meet, where the love we knew continues to shine. Whether your me