Hope-Mercy's Meanwhile...

Hope is so intricately interwoven with faith it's hard to separate the two...

I have things I wish for but until the wish turns into purposed hope 

there is little chance of the wish ever being more than fickle fancy.

There's a big difference between

'I wish for a trip to Europe' and 'I hope for a trip to Europe'! 😊 

In the Meanwhile, like a less-than-graceful ballerina,
I balance on Now's bit of broken beautiful

and bring glory to the Giver!

Hope holds a world of ambition and advent

It fuels purpose to pursue a goal

It dares to dream without discontentment

It wears the wish without want’s gaping hole

Hope feels its way through those rooms without windows

It finds the ray of light piercing the dark

It dares to dance in a ballroom of shadows

It kindles courage if but with a spark

Hope hears the whispers of God in faith’s orbit

It does not fret when ‘Not Yet’ leads its charge

It dares to nibble at the dangling carrot

and waits, while learning to live and love large

Hope cheers us onward without force or menace

It is the phoenix that bolsters these bones

It teaches us to take that which confronts us

And turn broken bricks into stepping stones

Hope is a hug when life feels hard to handle

It hails from heaven with beauty’s bravo

Hope is the flame that flickers on a candle

No matter how hard conflicting gales blow

Hope does not wallow without rhyme or reason

It does not drift without eyes on a goal

Hope is a flower without stem or season

It is a garden that blooms in the soul

© Janet Martin

 Isaiah 40:31 
 But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. 
They will soar on wings like eagles; 
they will run and not grow weary, 
they will walk and not be faint.