FMF: Hope

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul - EMILY DICKINSON

Hope. 

That all so elusive thing. 

Sometimes.

Sometimes its hard to grab onto. sometimes I'm grabbing onto it for all I'm worth... Hoping for brighter days. For days that aren't ruled by fear. By eating disorders. By more Fear.

By insecurities. By weariness. 

Yes I'm hoping.

Hoping for sunshine in my soul. For that quiet confidence that He is God. that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek him. Hoping for peace. For rest. the deep breath of the soul that knows all is good and is content. 

hope will lift me up. entertain the imaginings of a bright future. of good things happening and joys.