I'm not going to go into what happened. You can find the same old story numerous times on this blog. Just a different time, different place and different people disappointed in me. No instead today I'll write once more about HOPE. A much written about subject and espoused about far more superiorly than I am going to attempt here, but today I need to re-establish and reinforce its presence in my soul. Our hope is ours alone, it does not belong to anyone else. It is our tool, our weapon, our power, our magic. No one can take it from us and no can kill it, but us, ourselves. It may be hard to find sometimes but it doesn't matter how many times you've been told you are hopeless or you have told yourself you are hopeless, if you are reading books, bibles, websites, message boards, or this blog, you still have it. It is the fundamental ingredient you need to build on. So get yourself up and brush yourself back off just like I'm doing, again. Just like the losing team of what looks like a hopeless football game, I'm still rooting for you and for me.
So today I'm out there doing my best to water my wilting HOPE seedlings I've neglected and thanking God that Hope Springs Eternal.