Hope.
It feels so distant. And honestly I’m fearful of it.
To me, hope is the looking forward to, it is an anticipation.
I’m leery of anticipating what the future holds for us, for me because I’m still working through hope deferred.
Hope requires trust, and trust is presently difficult.
At the time when God gave me this word it meant something completely different than what I hold in my hands this chilly winter’s day. During those moments when the heat of summer beat down on my neck, it held an excitement for what might be, a dream.
Today it means something completely different, and like I said it causes fear and hesitation in my heart.
However, I accept this word that God has serenaded over me for the last five months. I’m choosing to be vulnerable.
I hold out shaking hands with leery fingers and accept this gift. He would not have given it to me if He didn’t think know I would need it.
Thank you for joining and walking with me in the journey to hope.
Mandy Steward of Messy Canvas wrote this great post on what to do with your One Word. I plan to incorporate some of these into my year. In fact, I’ve created a board at Pinterest.
Join our community at One Word 365.
{dóchas is the Irish word for hope. i read the word in book and loved it.}
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