“Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark.” George Iles
Each year I claim a word for the year. For the last few years I’ve claimed the same word: HOPE. I have this picture in my home of a nest of unlatched eggs and one word: HOPE.
Like the mother bird hoping those eggs will hatch and will stay safe, I have hope my family will grow in love and faith. I have hope they are safe and happy.
I have hope this year will shine like the sun and put the darkness of 2020 to bed.
I have hope that the struggles some of my family have been going through will turn into victories, and they will be stronger because of them.
I have hope I will continue to be strong when I need to be, but will not feel guilty when I just can’t.
I have hope that the together times we had to miss this past year will be even more glorious when we can get together this year.
I have hope when I lay my head on my pillow to sleep that God will protect those I love through the night.
I have hope in new mornings and the opportunity a new day can bring.
I have hope the goodness in most people will outnumber the evil in others.
Because of my faith, I know I can believe in the hope that God will wrap His loving arms around my family and never leave us.
What is your word for 2021?
I DIDN’T GIVE UP! 