2.21.18
A Mountain.
Lush.
Alive.
Flourishing.
The serenity in the air is thick.
Hope lives here and beats loudly in the hearts that reside.
It’s only the beginning.
The light is growing brighter.
Expelling the darkness that dwells.
He is here. He is ready.
For the astray to recognize they never lost their value.
For the hurting to know they have always had a savior who never left them.
For the broken to see how truly beautiful they are.
For the lonely to feel the warmth of His love that nothing else could suffice.
Hope lives here. His Love radiates here. Because He is here and He is ready.
