Wednesday, May 5, 2021

Dear God,

I am terribly troubled not for myself but for three other people.  I cannot identify them, but you, O God, know them well.  They are your special children.  They hurt right now so very much.

After my devotions this morning, I prayed for these three.  Almost immediately the word "hopeless" came to me.  I fought back.  I spoke back as if in a spirited prayer.  "The word "hopeless" is the devil's word!  The word "hope" is God's!" 

I realized there is always a force that works to break us down, empty us out and steal all that is hope.  Yet, the last word is always yours.  Hope always follows hopelessness.  Thank you God!

Blessed are you,

Powerful and Loving God.

How good

it is

to come

to you

in our

troublesome moments.

Thank you

for your

constant presence.

Love, Andrea