Perhaps hope didn't really die in my life. Today Kent preached that hope is the seed and faith is the plant and love is the fruit that the plant yields in our lives. It struck me that I have had faith and love but felt that hope had left me. So, maybe hope didn't really die in my life; maybe it has just been dormant- buried under layers of soil... I am so ready for spring, ready for fresh shoots of hope to push through the soil of my life. I am anxious to smell the newly turned soil and see the tips of green pushing through the surface in search of the light that gives life to all mankind...
My prayer:
Dear Lord Jesus, awaken hope in my life. Holy Spirit, blow the fresh scent of hope through my home. Father, forgive me for allowing my hope to become dormant. In Jesus name, amen.
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