Hello, and welcome! I’m Hope, and I’m glad you dropped by to celebrate life with me.
People have made fun of and made puns with my name my whole life. Growing up, I hated it when people made jokes with my name, but I’ve grown to appreciate the good-natured attempts at humor. The word hope is irresistible, and powerful.
Some mornings, hope might be the only thing that gets us out of bed: the hope of a better day at work, the hope that today will bring healing, the hope relationships will strengthen, the hope answers will come. Some nights, all we have left to hold onto is a little seed of hope.
I believe in an extraordinary God who can take our hopes and transform them into wondrous and amazing things. God loves us and calls each of us to live the best version of ourselves. Do you believe the seed of hope you’re carrying around can grow into something beautiful?
What happens when the seed sprouts and begins to grow? What happens when we believe our lives matter? We flourish. We may flourish in ways we expected, or we may flourish in surprising ways.