By: Karli Saner, Assistant Director of Ministry and Service
Scripture: Psalm 146:5-10
Sometimes I feel like a young rose, eager to bloom and when I do,
a frost comes.
And now, I am not sure if I am the rose, the frost,
the frost or the passerby,
but I am sure I have been one or all of those things at some time or another.
I am unsure of who or what I am,
but You are a fresh lake water, current and full of life.
I long to be a rose on Your banks, eager to bloom and when I do,
the sun and You greet me.
You say, I have waited for you.
And, then, You bless me.
You are sure of who I am, even when I am weak in myself,
limp and frosted over.
I am the oppressed.
I am the hungry.
I am the prisoner.
I am the blind.
I am the weary.
I am the orphan and the widow.
I am Jacob, and I am sure of who You are.
You, my Lord, are hope.
There are days when all that keeps me praying is the decision to put my hope, my trust, in you, O God. To trust that You are still in charge, that You are watching over my way, that You care about truth even when the liars seem so strong. So, for today, I choose to put my hope in your power to create new beginnings where none seem possible; I choose to trust you will meet me on the bank of Your living water. I wait for You. You, my God, are my only hope.