“For I know the plans I have for you,…plans for good and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.” Jeremiah 29:11
Hope is transcendent, a starry thing for which we grasp when at our feet lie crumbled plans, thwarted ambitions, and ill-fated dreams. Hope is resurrection and lusty yelp of the newborn. Its name is painted on seed bags and gilded over newly furrowed rows. Hope stripes with glitter our sons and daughters…and theirs…and theirs…Hope is a mewling kitten, cherry blossoms in the spring, and burrowed acorns at howl of winter.
Hope is The Church, The Master, Jehovah God.