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."
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."
Where do you find hope?
In his letter to the church in Rome, Paul writes, "Therefore, since we are justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have obtained access to this grace in which we stand; and we boast in our hope of sharing the glory of God. And not only that, but we also boast in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not disappoint us, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit that has been given to us. " (Romans 5:1-5, NRSV)
Where do you find hope?
It seemed as though winter would never end. I had grown weary of the frigid temperatures, the biting wind and ever present threat of snow. I was never more ready for winter to be over, and I would gladly tell anyone who would listen about how irratated I was with my plight.
One late afternoon, I was walking in the parking lot with my hands in my coat pockets, shoulders hunched close together and my head down cursing the breeze that was attempting to chill me to my core. How I longed for this dismal winter to finally be over!
Then it happened. Hope took me by surprise as I neared my car. The sight of it stopped me in my tracks, and I literally laughed aloud at the sight. There peaking up through a tiny crack in the pavement was a small flower. There was hope. Hope disguised as a bloom that had no regard for the impossibility of its surroundings or the harsh realities of its climate. And there it is. Isn't that what hope always does?
"and hope does not disappoint us, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit that has been given to us."
Where do you find hope?
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