I missed blogging yesterday. I was empty, exhausted.
But I have been invaded with hope, embraced with hope, saturated with hope.
This hope did not come from within me.
The hope came as a wave from a chorus of encouragers. The hope came as a lifeline from cancer survivors. The hope came listening to Dr. Thompson review the recent PET scan. The hope came from the scriptural affirmation of divine love for all of God's family, no one is excluded.
Whenever we need it most, we are baptized with hope, invited to feast at hope's table.
Not only does green grow in the cracks, hope blooms there too.