For just over a week, I have been following the Spirit’s nudge to provide a daily reminder of hope. I had a few likes here and there, but nothing really made me feel as if the message reached someone. (My goal is always to reach at least one person with what I have written.) I was wrong, though. I did reach one person.
This time the one person was myself. It wasn’t as if I had been feeling hopeless, I just had less hope than usual. Every day I would deliver a message of hope and every day that seed was being watered without my knowledge.
I woke up and realized it was the end of the month. This was followed by a great quote by a friend who said “April was a terrible year”. I agree. It really was. However, all the while, hope was being written on my heart.
It’s more than getting out of this month, it feels like a new start. After all, Hope does spring eternal. (Thank you, Alexander Pope)
Joy will come in the morning. That is what the word promises in Psalm 30:5. I love how the Voice translation puts it:
“The deepest pains may linger through the night,
but joy greets the soul with the smile of morning.”
I also love how Matt Maher says it in his song “Alive & Breathing”:
Joy still comes in the morning
Hope still walks with the hurting
If you’re still alive and breathing
Praise the Lord
So, welcome May with open arms. Welcome it in with new opportunities . . . more love to share . . . and more hope written on your heart.