as long as we're fighting!

As children, most of us possessed a hardy supply of hope. When we place our tangled ball of string into Mama’s lap, we had not a care or concern that she could sort it out. We believed in magic. Life’s limitations never dampened our hopes. Entering adulthood put us in touch with the “real world.” Tasting fear, failure, and the monotony of daily routines taught us to put stock in “circumstances beyond our control.” We stopped believing in miracles.

Now is the time to rekindle hope. Remember that no situation or circumstances is hopeless if we consider the strength of prayer and the infinite power of God. We need only place our tangled ball of troubles in His lap. Gently. With trust.

As long as we are alive, hope is there, waiting for us to partake in its wonders. Keep hope alive!