1 Peter 3:15

Always be ready to make your defense to anyone who demands from you an accounting for the hope that is in you ….

I have hope.

Such a beautiful thing.

And with it comes

the power to save,

the power to heal,

the power to thrive.

Hope.

The echo of faith.

The promise that God

is here now,

was with you

ten seconds ago,

and will be with you

for all eternity.

I can hold hope.

I can feel it,

my spiritual pacemaker,

providing that needed

burst of strength

to help me rise and move

throughout the day.

O taste and see

that the Lord is good. *

And oh how sweet

that hope tastes—

like chocolate chip cookies,

soaked in milk

and enjoyed at the kitchen

table with my dad

as a midnight snack

when worry would not let

me sleep—

Hope is sweet.

Hope is comfort.

Hope is love.

Hope is God’s presence,

His constant companionship,

His loving grace.

Hope.

Open the gift He has given you.

Amen.

*Psalm 34.8