Monday, October 6, 2014

Peek-a-boo Hope

Why do I fall for it?

I get my hopes up and then they fizzle out before I can even treasure them for a moment.

It's like when you have a dream and you can fly but you wake up right before you take off, so you squeeze your eyes close and pray for sleep again...but it doesn't happen...and the dream fades away and you can hardly remember it.

There is only one place I can know for sure. One place where my hope doesn't escape through my clenching fists. And He is there. Even in the dreamless nights, and the colorless days, He is there.

I just wish that His Hope would rub off on my little hopes, so that they would last a little longer.

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