Finding Hope in a Broken World
I long for “the good ole’ days” when children could leave the house after breakfast, play all day with neighborhood kids and return home just in time for supper.
I long for “the good ole’ days” when children could leave the house after breakfast, play all day with neighborhood kids and return home just in time for supper.
Turning a corner, I prepared to enter a freeway ramp but was stopped by a red light. Nearby, in a vacant lot, were two homeless people.
“Can I get a cigarette from you?” She looked pitiful. She was walking with a limp and her hands were shaking.
The Bible is a book of hope, full of God’s promises to His people. I like this acronym for HOPE: Holding On, Praying Earnestly.
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