HOPE (floats)

“For through the Spirit,
by faith, we ourselves
eagerly wait for the
hope of righteousness.”

Hope is like a harmonica. You just can’t help but smile. Hope is like a hammock. It cradles you, with blissful ease, from the worries of the world. Hope is like a hot air balloon. It carries you up over your current landscape, showing you a new horizon. Hope is like a dandelion seed. It drifts upward, finding a place to grow and flourish (even a dry, crack of pavement), and puts down roots. Hope is like the old swimming hole rope swing. You’ve just got to let go!
Hope floats.

 Echoes of Mercy:

\”Save Me\” by J.J. Heller


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