It’s another year, which calls for my word of the year. The last few years that word has been “Hope”, and I renewed that word year after year, because I still hang on to how I still have hope the drama in my life will start to take a better turn. I still have hope that the mountain my family faces will somehow quit growing and instead start to shrink.
I have decided the word “Hope”needed a buddy to help it along. If I was going to see any Hope, I needed to add “Faith” to make “Hope” stay in my heart. So this year I made up my own word for the year.”Hopfath”, because it is going to take hope and faith working together to help me see the mountain starting to chisel piece by piece.
I still have too many moments of doubt as to whether God even hears my plea, too many doubts that I’ll ever see my hope become reality, too many times my faith falters, too many times I have had to ask God to forgive me for the weak hope and the even weaker faith.
I just have to tell myself “Don’t Give Up”! That mountain will come down, in God’s time.
I DIDN’T GIVE UP! 