I live for the human stories that renew my faith. The ones that speak of trials overcome, or someone born again in faith, or simply never gave up their hope.
Hope. Such a small word. I feel it with each new day. I feel it in a conversation with a friend. I feel it when I look in my grandchildren's eyes. I feel it when I pray. I FEEL IT when I read His word.
Hope. Please, Lord. Let me never live without it.
Hebrews 10: 23 Let us hold on to the confession of our hope without wavering for He who promised is faithful.
53) Each new day
55) Paths of truth
56) Kind words
May you never live without hope, Deborah