1 Peter 1:3

By his great mercy he has given us a new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.

Hope lives.

And You, Lord, are

that Living Hope.

Hope lives.

Hope breathes

and runs

and dances

and sings.

Hope laughs

and twirls and spins

on mountaintops

and closes its eyes

to the warmth

of the sun.

Hope tires

from playing

and collapses

into the grass

and naps

in the cool breeze.

Hope listens

to the song

of the universe,

to the orchestra

that plays through

every living thing.

Hope gives

voice to those

who have forgotten

their song and are silent,

whose souls are

filled with a deep longing.

Hope weeps

with us,

walks with us,

breathes in time

with us, marches

with us and lives

within us in all times.

Hope lives

and carries on.

It does not grow dim.

It does not grow faint.

It does not expire.

It carries on.

Hope is

eternal

and forever.

Amen.