There is Hope

 As I look out into the wetlands, all I can see is brown, dark foliage. It is 20 degrees outside and my surroundings are cold, gloomy and drab.

To think, four months ago the area was green, luscious and happy.

As my eyes move from the dingy area, I look up and see the fluffy, puffy, wispy clouds.

The seasons of life....

Some days I have no hope and then I look up and I feel His presence. He is not distant. He is concerned. He is listening. His timing is not our timing. He will answer in a way that will bring joy, happiness and laughter.

You are not alone. There is hope.