Hope | A Poem

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Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life. Proverbs 13:12

Hope.

Hope- I wrestled with her.

Was she real?

Should I believe in her existence or deny my own purpose?

Hope…

What does she look like?

Does she always hold the same form?

One minute I think I have her-

The next I’m torn if I ever did.

Hope!

What a need I have for something that seems so elusive.

But yet, so tangible that if I don’t have her there is a terrible ache in my heart.

Hope was a song that played in my heart even if the button was sometimes on pause.

Hope a gift that I had but realized just was sometimes wrapped.

A gift I wasn’t sure if I could open it.

But that was because I doubted the giver.

How could I have hope with a life like this?

Oh! But how could I NOT have hope in a life like this?

How could the bad so overshadow my blessings!

How could I forget the giver of thunderous love!

How could I forget that gifts are good from the Heavenly Father Above.

Hope.

This gift my Father has given to me even when in moments it's hard to grasp.

Beautiful hope of who He is.

Thankful hope that in the next foggy step my Father holds me.

Radiant hope that though I know not my own future

That I will never be left alone by the One who loves me most.

with joy,

MJ

Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. Psalm 42:5