Within the human being is a seed of hope a divine blueprint that
has promised never to leave. A seed that stays planted no matter how
bad the weather and storms of life may be. So many people have worked
so hard only to see their dreams laid to rest in a barren thirsty soil.
They have followed their divine blueprint into a desert that grows
little and a land that does not support. They have extended themselves
financially, emotionally and physically plowing a land that is
unfriendly and desires not to support what their heart yearns for.
As their dreams begin to wither in the high noon sun of earthly chaos and manipulation the light of hope seems to fade, the heart begins to close the door on hope. We become robot like as we struggle not to feel the sadness in our heart. We don’t want to give up on what lives in our heart but we do not see the seasons changing in our favor.
As their dreams begin to wither in the high noon sun of earthly chaos and manipulation the light of hope seems to fade, the heart begins to close the door on hope. We become robot like as we struggle not to feel the sadness in our heart. We don’t want to give up on what lives in our heart but we do not see the seasons changing in our favor.