Discovering hope in the midst of life’s trials has only one response. No, it’s not weeping, although sometimes finding hope in the middle of hardship makes me weepy, just not with sadness. It’s not sighing, as in an “Ok-I-can-tolerate-this-now”…
It came as an eye-opener to me this week. It shouldn’t have surprised me. Yet, it did. I’ve always known the enemy will attack us personally, and that he seeks out any whom he can devour. He roars at…
The CROSS OF JESUS SPEAKS HOPE… and, Ultimate LOVE! What a price was paid to prove both!!!!! Frankly, the world doesn’t feel very hope-full anymore. The world doesn’t feel truly loved-much anymore, either. Two weeks ago, I asked people…
I had an unusual dream the other night, one that I’m sure was a spin off from a news article I had read (you can click on link) recently, albeit the dream came several nights after the fact. In the…
On writing, William Wordsworth once said, “To begin, begin.” Profound. Sometimes, the hardest part of sharing my thoughts is the beginning. If possible, one wants to find a “hook” to pull a reader into the story. Today, there is…
A reminder from last week, these Scriptures assure us that not all of God’s Word is as effective in the building of up hope, as God’s PROMISES (please read each one slowly and let them soak into your soul):…
Last week, as we pulled out a small, but important, piece of the hope puzzle, we looked at a very simple lesson. Like manna on the ground in the freshness of the early morning for the sustaining of physical…
I’ll be honest this morning. I’ve been a wee-bit-stuck in this study I’ve been digging into on HOPE. Count it up to weeks with no routine………………maybe………………….but that would just be an excuse. Call it a lack of consistency in…
This morning, I get on an airplane to fly away from my Baltimore children. Getting on an airplane is not a new thing. Hours in airports, and in the air, is not new, either. Saying good-bye to my military…
I bumped into the prophet Jeremiah the other day in a little book in the Old Testament. Somewhere in the middle of Lamentations, I remembered why I tend to avoid reading this piece of history. It’s five chapters of…