Elixir of Hope

Dreams nourish hope

I hope we never lose

The will to feel the thrill of

All those untouched rendezvous

To be bereft of dreams

Is to die while we live

While others laugh and drink the hope

That only dreams can give

So dream a little dream

And pray a little prayer

Inhale the glorious elixir
Of dream-hope-polished air

© Janet Martin

The thing that struck me most after reading Ann’s post the other day is trying to grasp living without hope of something better here…unless we bring it to them!  

God, be with the people there on the ground. Protect them and be their strength and shield!

 The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him.

 Ps.28:7