hope

i love hope.  i woke up this morning sensing it's nudge.  it's little tug.  it's whisper, "it's time."  and i opened my eyes.  i expected to feel the heavy weight of the previous days, but it has lifted.  because i've chosen hope.  and hope does not disappoint.  hope lingers when circumstances change.  it doesn't dine and dash.  it stays on.  drawing me out of the place of pain.  of sad.  of alone.  hope reminds me of love.  of strength.  of power.  hope lifts me from my self and puts me with god's heart.  in a place where anything.  absolutely, positively anything is possible.  hope infiltrates my dreams.  hope gives way to joy.
doesn't mean life got easier or that anything about this.  doesn't mean that anyone showed up and said, "hey, i can help with that."  it just means that hope gives the strength to dream and see things that aren't there yet.  and though i don't know how i'll do it, i know that i will.
blessings