Hope

Holidays are hard for me, because my mind goes back to another time.  Sometimes there is solace in memories, other times not so.  Today is a mixed bag for me.

I woke up early feeling a need to spend some time in prayer for people, situations spanning miles, nations, time.  It reassured me of God's hand on my life, and in spite of what I do not see, an inevitable answer to prayer. So I remain saddened for the moment, resting in His grace, certain of the outcome. Hope can change anything.