I probably should have published this post on day 1 or 2 or at least very near the beginning. It occurred to me the other day that I haven’t share this yet. I want to share that I am a student of hope. By no means an expert. Very much a student. A learner as this hard year has forced me to be.
It’s a privilege to get to share my observations here. And it still astounds me that people actually come to this site to read those observations. There are many who could speak wiser words about hope than I could. There are many who have studied it and know so much about it. There are many who have lived far more difficult lives than me who could speak to hope. But I am thankful that I get to share. The work God has done in my life is not something I can keep quiet about – I must share. And the song I hear him singing into my life and over my family is HOPE.
So I have a lot to learn about hope. Much to still experience in this life, I’m sure. I think this might be one of the first times in my life where I am realizing that I am the learner. I so often think of myself as an expert – that I know more than I do. And that’s just not true. I’m thankful for you friends for walking with me.
This sweet, precious picture came home from preschool with Jack. I absolutely adore that his teachers put Gabriel’s initials on the tree. So thankful for them, all those who teach me so much, and my precious boys who are still brothers even though it doesn’t look like most brothers.
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