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Tiny Stories of Hope: Ada. Free Coffee Break Read

 


Tiny Stories of Hope: Ada



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Ada surveyed her scuffed shoes. From these, her gaze travelled to the dirty, dying autumn leaves and a crumpled sweet wrapper which displayed an empty promise of choc-mallow-surprise. Soggy cigarette butts sprinkled here and there completed the picture. 

At last, her heart could bear it no longer. Ada lifted her head and studied the turquoise blue patch directly above her. It looked like a portal placed especially there for her amongst the somber, heavy clouds.

"Keep your chin up, Ada." Her mother's voice echoed in her mind.

"Keep your chin up, Ada." She smiled softly as she recognized the voice of Jesus in her heart.

***


Dear Reader,

Is your heart down there on the ground with your shoes today? Will you lift your heavy heart and head with Ada, and look to Jesus once more?

"I look to the Lord for help at all times and He rescues me from danger." Psalm 25:15 (G N B)


***

Lifted Up


When eyes are focused on the ground,

and hearts sink downwards too;

we miss God's beauty all around

and can't enjoy the view.

Our eyes kept low cannot see God,

and joyful songs are few;


So lift your chin and look up high

to meet His kind, sweet gaze,

Our Lord will answer every sigh,

and light will flood your days.


***

May God bless you and keep you.
Love and prayers,
Alison
🌻🌻🌻

Story and poem copyright: Alison Lawrence





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