For me, spring time always rolls in with a sense of hope attached to it.
For me, spring time always rolls in with a sense of hope attached to it. Sometimes it can seem like this lofty thing I’m trying to get to- thinking more positively, saying no to fears, setting my expectations higher- all of which are great. But the Lord sweetly reminded me this morning that hope looks a little different. It looks more like resting in the tangible, living person of Jesus. It looks more like letting His goodness and His arms of grace wrap around me. It looks way more like just BEING in Him than trying to figure something out on my own. Hope is alive and His name is Jesus!