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Day 17: Hope is not cancelled!

April 1, 2020


Our days of social distancing and staying safe at home have been extended. No school until (maybe) May 4th. The Lauren Daigle concert I’ve been looking forward to going to with my sisters is cancelled. Peoples’ weddings: cancelled. Dr. appointments: cancelled. Salon appointments: cancelled. Funerals: postponed. All of this is so disruptive to our usual way of life. It’s nice to see that some couples are making the best of it and in their own creative ways are still having their remotely attended weddings. Coming soon: proms and graduations online? Who knows? So many disappointments. So many expectations unmet. We are all missing out on things, but some are bigger (life event) things than others. I must say that I am really interested to see what some people’s actual hair color is, so there is that to look forward to. But in this time of upheaval it’s important to note that HOPE IS NOT CANCELLED! God is in heaven on his throne and in control. Knowing this gives me hope. Romans 5:3-5 says this: “We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they are good for us—they help us learn to be patient. 4 And patience develops strength of character in us and helps us trust God more each time we use it until finally our hope and faith are strong and steady. 5 Then, when that happens, we are able to hold our heads high no matter what happens and know that all is well, for we know how dearly God loves us, and we feel this warm love everywhere within us because God has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.” Look up! God is there. Hope is there! Smile and be joyful!
Please click this link to listen to "Look Up Child" by Lauren Daigle (pretend you're at a concert) :)    https://youtu.be/yHCsANscc4E

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