Hope in a dark place
The growing daylight is like hope to me. It's like a promise that spring is coming. Long warm days and short nights are on the way. In fact it really doesn't matter what winter has to throw at us any more, the truth is that the days grow longer and spring and summer are on the way, really.
These quiet mornings of prayer are like that for me too, in a spiritual sense.
It might be dark in my soul, and I may be as lonely as ever. I might be physically or emotionally sick with things coming at me from all sides, but these mornings with God in prayer are a subtle reminder that summer's coming to my spirit as well. Forgive the cliche but as the Son rises in my spirit, there is hope that I can make it through because the truth is that The Day of light and life is coming.
So I am in the office early today, praying.
And today my prayers include you. So remember, today someone prayed for you.
And as I look up from typing this I look out the window and on the eastern horizon the sky is just beginning to lighten and I am reminded of the Hope that is mine.
May He be your hope today as well.