When Pastor was invited to seek alternate employment opportunities...
We began dreaming.
Discussions began that haven't stopped since.
It was during this time....
Our life's calling was revealed...
To be Hopefuls...
Reviving His life and light in the poor and needy.
Papa has added to our exams over the past year.
We are still learning.
But I am SO joyful to see progress.
As we become more alive in His presence...
We grow more in grace...
A desire for higher things sets in...
Aligning our posture...
Freedom is fanned into flame...
Taking what was meant to shackle...
Allowing it to become an accessory...
Adding beauty to our stories.
Creating atmospheres of victory.
Because in all honesty...
When the baton of hope is offered...
Even in our deepest hurts and fears...
We all want to be twirling ones...
But it takes many drops...
Bonks...
Bumps..
Bruises...
Before...
The learner has something of value to offer.
Ah... the baton of hope.
It does not come without cost.
Desiring and destined to be a lifetime learner of the twirl.
His Light shining behind me...
Bidding me to extend my hands...
For His glory alone.
Still dreaming.
Still growing.
Still hoping...
Always looking for an opportunity to pass along...
His baton of HOPE.
Psalm 74:21
"Let the poor and needy praise your name."
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