Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernal glory.
~Sri Chinmoy
Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernal glory.
~Sri Chinmoy
Hope is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
Source: The Poems of Emily Dickinson Edited
At the core there are really only two emotions: love or fear. Every other emotion or reaction stems directly from one of these two places. You are either operating out of fear or you are operating out of love.The Bible tells us that perfect love casts out fear…where there is love there is hope. Hope squashes fear.
therefore I have hope.
The Lord is my portion. But what does that mean?
Portion:
1: an individual's part or share of something: as
a : a share received by gift or inheritance
b : dowry
c : enough food especially of one kind to serve one person at one meal
2: an individual's lot, fate, or fortune : one's share of good and evil
I am still learning what this means exactly, day after day of walking with Him slowly teaches me that He is all I need, He is my source of hope.
We recently walked through some difficult days financially. I begged God for this one thing and in the end I had to let that thing go. I searched the scriptures for His promises, something that would quiet my heart and reassure me that we would not hit that one milestone I was so afraid of….I read that He never leaves us forsaken, that our seed will never beg for bread but in my heart I knew He was whispering:
If you lose it all, can you still believe and know that I am enough? What if I say no again? Can you surrender this also, and still hope in me?
We didn’t lose it all but I did have to let go that thing that I treasured so much. It hurt, I won’t lie but you know what? He was, He is, He always will be enough.
The Lord is my inheritance, my good thing….I have hope because I have Him. And because I have Him I am enough because He is more than enough.
Hope has a way of turning it’s face to you, just when you least expect. You walk in a room, you look out a window and something there leaves you breathless….You say to yourself, it’s been awhile since I felt this but it feels like it might be hope.Hope does that sometimes. It catches you off guard, it takes your breath away, it reminds you: not all is lost…