Hope

Friday in the Third Week of Lent

And now, what is my hope?

O God, my hope is in you.

Psalm 39:8

Some days I feel the immediacy of God’s presence, wrapping around me like a soft blanket. Some days I experience an empty space between me and the holy. Some days it seems I would need to cross a chasm in order to even find a hint of salvation.

And yet. And yet the evidence of God’s loving-kindness is all along my way. Behind me in yesterday’s affirmation from a friend. Before me in the sunshine peeking through the trees. Beside me in the comfort of a loved one. Within me in the places where I have been healed.

I can rest my hope in God, where there is strength to hold it, to cherish it, to kindle a holy flame within it to light my way. Always.