Hope
Hope is something you long for and want beyond your door. It’s like a dream that you want to come true in which you adore. Hope for our eternal home will lift up many sorrows and people buried beneath the stone. Hope gives you wings that breaks a puppet from his strings. As you look up at the sky, you hope for the rapture’s cries. Hope is like a baby bird waiting for his mother to bring back a worm. It’s one way on the highway that aims for no return. Faith is believing in the unseeing and hope is the aftermath that brings life to its meaning. Hope in Jesus Christ will carry you far and take you on a journey in your heavenly car. Hope will never go away as long as you believe and pray. God Bless you hopeful spirits!
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