Good morning…
As we hosted a prayer vigil for Audrey DeShelter on Sunday and we gathered to celebrate the unique life of Mary Lynne Hamilton on Monday, one thing that repeated itself again and again was the word hope. Between the two powerful experiences of Christian community, a friend tucked into my day a little poem.
When we are anxious or lonely or scared, might we follow the tiny crumb trail of hope? Heading toward an unknown destination, we begin with one foot in front of the other, one moment at a time.
May your constant love be with us, Lord, as we put our hope in you (Psalm 33:22, GNT).
…Sue…
