Hope is stirring, little heart. Hope is moving. There may be some dark days and heart-wrenching times ahead, but face them bravely, because on the other side, new life waits.
Waiting is a mysterious thing, a sacred thing. It is a time to be still, and be present, to face what’s true and sit in reality, but also to long for and desire things yet to come.
And while we wait, we hope.
Wait and hope with courage, friend. Wait and hope boldly. Open your heart wide and give God permission to do something brand new. He will not disappoint. He is desperate to come close, to lean in, to whisper the words your heart most needs to hear.
That is what waiting is for—being and hoping and listening.
