Thanks, Deeds for the Xanga comments. It got me to thinking. I re-read those posts--so full of anger and hurt and confusion.
I think I'm getting past that. At least one layer past.
It still makes me angry. It still hurts.
I'm still confused and disappointed.
But I feel hope.
Not every moment of every day.
But I have glimpses of it.
Talking to a friend.
Seeing my Christmas tree all lit up
Walking on a nature trail
Reading my Bible.
Listening to a song.
It's there--if I have eyes to see it.
If I have a heart open enough to receive the hope.
If I'm willing to lay aside the bitterness.
God is the God of ALL hope...
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