snapshots of hope

There have been more than a few moments most days where I can honestly say, I am glad I am a hopeful person. No longer a Piglet with fear, or an Eeyore filled with disappointment, I am now free in a way i could never of dreamed when I was a teen!

Hope is one of my all time favorite words. Ever. Which you may agree with, as we add the pieces together to make a hopeful person:

Hope that in the here and now, I am never alone.

Hope that no matter how bad it gets, I am never abandoned.

Hope that I can change, despite my past mistakes & failures.

Hope for a better future.

Hope in my forever home.

Hope in arriving in heaven and meeting my Hope face to face on a warm embrace.

Hope is the best hope it can possible be when it is founded on the eternal Hope, God.

Hope can smile over what will be, when what is is not looking so hot!

Hope is fluffiest when it is my cat Hope, who reminds me that God can move mountains, raise the dead & soften hearts.

Hope helps keep my heart beating, even when its broken or skipping a beat.

Hope is the anchor keeping me from falling overboard in the storms.
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Hope knows that good things are headed your way, even when all you can see is the swirl of storm clouds blocking your view.

May you discover the thrill of the hope you have in Him tonight!

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Just me. Blogger, writer, singer, worshiper, wife, mom, coworker, friend, daughter & child of God with a passionate, grace-soaked, hope-filled, wonder-gazing & great-full heart! Finding hope in His Presence every day because He calls me Beloved!

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