Last week I went to the Empty Chair Service at River Valley Church. I went last year as well and honestly don’t remember much of it except for crying a lot and lighting candles. This year there was still some crying and I did light a candle, but I was also able to take a lot more in and listen more…not only to the pastor, but to my own heart. One of the things that I have been thinking about is hope…
What is Hope? The whisper of a promise The spark that becomes an ember The nudge that moves you forward Sometimes Painstakingly Slowly Fighting tooth and nail against The torrent holding you back Keeping you paralyzed Pain Doubt Anger . The night becomes darker A bitter cold seeps into your bones Your future unfathomable Lonely Dreary Dark But in that dark, cold stillness When it seems like there is nothing left Your senses take over A whisper A warmth A tug And that is Hope
