Do you feel that? It is a calm shift in the wind. Do you hear that? It is a soft whisper of hope. Do you see that? It is the divine hand of guidance, mercifully extended to aid our good fight.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
Times of darkness within and without can disappoint, defeat and drag our souls down. It feels as if we’re saturated in sadness and sorrow. But when we’re low and downcast, that’s when we most need to seek after God.
If we can train ourselves to listen to the small whispers of hope He offers us, and deliberately look for the tiny glimmers of light shining in the darkness, then we’re on our way to becoming brighter, bolder and stronger, as our faith and courage rise up.
Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.” — Psalm 42:5 NIV
Whispers of hope
I am determined that these dismal, dull and drear, unrelenting rainy days will not steal my joy or dissipate the fragile faith I retain that they will pass, and we will see radiant glimpses of sunlight breaking through at last. Because nature whispers songs of hope into my ears, lingering long after the singing dies away, but the message I retain is stronger, more vibrant than the dirge of prematurely darkened days, replete with heavy rain. There's a thundering of wetness against glass, of wind hissing through the eaves, seeking admittance through snaking draughts and damp, chilly air that makes us want to wrap ourselves in warmth from autumn 'til spring will come. But faith will have her way, weaving a thread of hope through the darkest of days, sighing in our souls in harmony with grace, an eternal melody of light and a kind of hope-fuelled joy nothing can steal away; dim as the wick might be sometimes, it's still more than a match, more than enough for life's storms. © joylenton
“God is the only one who can make the valley of trouble a door of hope.” ― Catherine Marshall