What do you hope for? What gives you hope?
As the drama of my life unfolds each day, sometimes from quiet slumbers and sometimes from fitful dreams, I may have time to ponder what I hope the day will hold. But often, I just wake up, try to normalize my day through the comforting rituals of a hot shower, coffee, and muscle stretch before departing for carpool at two different schools.
Did you pack your lunch? Are you wearing a jacket, because it's cold outside today! Did all three of the dogs get outside this morning? Oh yeah--that's another part of the morning ritual that keeps me from getting any extra beauty sleep on the weekends. Why can't dogs come with snooze buttons!
After carpool, I stop by my house for one more cup of coffee and ten minutes on my stationary bicycle while I read my Bible and pray. Ten minutes is not alot. But it is better than nothing. And the dialogue I begin with God often continues in the car as I commute to the university I attend. At this pace, I am able to read the entire Bible in two years. I am on my second read.
My hope is in this. That each and every day, my wise and loving Heavenly Father has a divine plan for me. His Spirit is present to guide me. And no failure of mine is too great to exceed His grace and His ability to work out "all things" for my good and His glory.
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