We are hoping and praying we will have her here with us for Christmas. With Sassy we hoped against hope that she would get better. We had a chance of beating the disease. So when her death came four months after diagnosis we were shocked in our spirits. With Honey we know we can only hope for time and as little pain as possible for her.
Hope spurs faith into action.
Hope sees past the dark room into a small glimmer of light in a hallway leading into the unknown. I believe hope comes from God because hope is creative. Hope is a seed that, if watered and sunned by God's love, can sprout into reality. I would not want to live without hope. That's not just a hopeless way of looking at things, but wasteful as well.