Saturday

to talk of snow, hope, and stuff

the forecast is snow here on
the central coast of california,
and life has pretty much stopped
because it
never
snows
here
and when you are walking in the grocery store
all you hear is people talking about
snow,
maybe it really will snow

and i find it amusing that as most of the country is
desperate for the snow to leave,
we,
here,
are hoping,
longing for snow to fall

a community of people,
joining together in hope,
and it's something we need,
hope,
like we need water,
hope refreshes the soul,
it keeps it going,
hope gives reason to breathe each morning,
to open eyes to the dawning of
a new day

"Hope deferred makes the heart sick"
prov. 13:12

and i think on life before i understood the song,
before i became the embodiment of amazing grace,
how i woke mornings in dread,
how i scrambled to find reasons to live,
to make all worth it,
and when my eyes were finally opened,
hope never left,
it was constant,
a glass of water, never empty,
refreshing me in all,
and on days when i think i can't bear to go on,
when tears fall,
and heart hurts,
and eyes can't see straight,
i can dig deep and find that hope,
always there,
always present.


"Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint."
Isaiah 40:30-31

and so i sit here,
hoping for snow with everyone else,
and though i look out the window and see sun,
and it is slowly warming,
though it seems impossible for that
blessing of white angel down
to fall upon us,
i hope

2 comments:

  1. When we lived in New York, we had plenty of snow there, but since we have moved to Maryland not so much. It is a little funny how much you can miss something. And snow, especially in areas that rarely get it is like a gift. Your words make me think of that, much like hope is a gift. Enjoyed this very much.

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  2. Beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful post today. I love your words here:
    "before i became the embodiment of amazing grace,
    how i woke mornings in dread,
    how i scrambled to find reasons to live,
    to make all worth it,
    and when my eyes were finally opened,
    hope never left,
    it was constant,
    a glass of water, never empty,
    refreshing me in all,
    and on days when i think i can't bear to go on,
    when tears fall,
    and heart hurts,
    and eyes can't see straight,
    i can dig deep and find that hope,
    always there,
    always present."

    I love this.... thank you for your gift of words today. i am blessed by them. By you.

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