Hope is like
the first gleam of dawn, shining ever brighter till the full light of day. The
kind of hope of which I speak is not rooted in this world; it is firmly
grounded where translucent gold is pavement and background music is angelic
chorus. God promises, hope springs alive, faith is awakened; everything
changes. Father, You are the only source of eternal hope, teach me to abide in
Your words.
A DAILY BLOG OF SPIRITUAL INSIGHTS FROM THE MORNING PRAYERS OF DANIEL WILLIAMS
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