This evening I was recovering from the flu, I was eating my saltines and drinking gatorade and hot tea to try and settle my messed up stomach. I tried watching Monday Night Football which has always been a real sleep aid especially when it's the forty niners vs. the cardinals. Well, I watched the whole game. Missy came in to see how I was doing and then went to go sleep in the guest bedroom. She's so good to me letting me have the bed! I watched the late late news and that only made me more awake. My Facebook was calling so I answered a few messages and tried to communicate with my daughter downstairs but she was busy with homework.
Finally everyone trudged upstairs and drifted off to sleep. The house was dead. I walked back downstairs to get some more hot tea. No sound in the house. I turned on the stove and you could hear the electricity pulsating when the range top came on it was so quiet. I waited, waited, for the tea pot to boil. It seemed like it took forever. I waited some more but still it hadn't come to a boil. I almost grabbed some water from the tap and put in my mug and set the microwave then all of a sudden the tea pot came to boil. It roared to life and I ran across the room so it wouldn't whistle and wake up the house.
Someone tonight emailed me and reminded me that I still had something in my possession. (thanks Karen) It's called Hope. And it dawned on me. That kettle is like hope. I wait and wait and wait and it looks like nothing is happening, yet inside there are little bubbles forming on the bottom of it's surface, yet I can't see them. I can't hear them, I am still waiting. But, just when I think that all Hope is lost, that tea kettle roars to life. Hope has always been there it just needs the right ingredients to show itself strong. God is my hope and my strength and He can be yours today as well. Just ask, and he will come. Relinquish the reigns of your life that you hold on so dearly and let him gently lead you. Call Him Father, call Him Master. He will not let you down, He will never stop loving you. He is our Hope.
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