Monday, November 10, 2014

Hope is......



Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,


And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land                                            And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
 It asked a crumb of me.
                             Emily Dickinson

Hope is God's greatest gift to God's beloved creatures.  Hope means tomorrow does not have to be like today. Today's sorrow can become tomorrows joy.  Today's storm can become tomorrow's sun.

Hope means that whatever my past, my future can be different.  Hope means that in the face of everything that would steal life away from me, there is life out there waiting.

"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." says the writer of Hebrews.

We call this hope Jesus.  Isn't there someone who needs to hear about this great treasure?

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