There was hope and joy for every new day. The time of the singing of the birds has come. A bird will come. Unexpectedly, you will hear its song and you will feel a surge of new hope. Hold on to hope.
Nothing is more unintelligent than giving up on hope.
Today, decide that for the rest of your days. O Lord, You have dreams and plans for every person reading this today. You will reveal them in Your right time. We will hear the singing of the birds. When we face the heat of noonday, motivate us to press on.