Waiting For Our Blessed Hope: Prose and a Poem

 

Blessed Hope

Nothing has changed. Same situations. People rigidly remaining the way they always were. Crazy prices, crazy wars, tragedy, and heartbreak on every screen.

But it's a brand new day. A brand new day complete with fresh hope, renewed joy, and topped up strength. A strength that somehow gets my tired, old limbs standing and going again.

No. Nothing has changed. Same situations. People rigidly remaining the way they always were. But it's a new day. And hope is rising. Today could be the day that my Jesus fetches me!

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Waiting

"I wait for the Lord, I expectantly wait, and in His Word do I hope."

Psalm 130:5 (AMP)

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Through watches of the night

and through ascending day,

I keep my eyes on Him,

so hope won't fade away.

I'm waiting for my King:

on His true Word I stand;

May all hearts rest in Him,

and joyful praises bring.

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pencil in His Hand.

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