Hope, the word that never stops at all.

When life is difficult and all we can do is take one day at a time, and sometimes one step at a time. Even one moment at a time....   there is always hope.
I had such an experience a year or two ago.  My family had suffered a sad, unexpected loss. 
I was searching for some meaning and comfort through it all.

I happened to be wandering around the garden and looked up, and there it was a dove perched in the tree.  A beautiful, peaceful bird.  Never before had we been visited by such a bird.  He stayed all day.

The next day he was stilll there.  After a while he flew away for part of  the day. For increasing periods he did this until he finally left and never returned.  He was our guest for about three weeks.

Hope is the thing with feathers

that perches in the soul,

and sings the tune without words

and never stops at all.

~ Emily Dickinson ~

 

'Whispering  Hope'

Can you hear it?