One look at love and you may see
it weaves a web over mystery,
all ravelled threads can rend apart
for hope has a place in the lover’s heart.
Hope has a place in a lover’s heart.
~ Hope Has a Place, Enya
I spoke earlier about fear and realizing the fears that bind me. I was shopping a few days ago and I saw the most beautiful pink lilies. I stopped and walked toward them and felt them as a sign to have hope. I felt the Spirit telling me to have hope and to surrender my fears and replace them with that hope.
I just hope that hope is enough. I fear that it won’t be. And I just don’t know how much more rejection I can take. It’s scary when life hits you with hard stuff and you don’t know how many blows you can take before you’ll get knocked out of the fight. Or before you’ll give up. Or before you just won’t care anymore.
But now, despite all odds, I’m choosing to live with hope. It’s all I’ve got.