My husband and I watched a movie last night. The theme was good against evil. At one point a demon spirit was telling Lucifer, "We are losing the battle. For, no matter how many souls we turn dark, these humans never give up hope."
There is a ring of truth to that. I can recall, even in my deepest, darkest pits, hope sprang eternal. I know now, those "pits" were simply valleys of the shadow of death. What God says about those is Psalm 23:4 "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me."
Yesterday I witnessed someone, whose hope had been realized. A friend whose been through so much these past few years, she thought she was lost. Then, SUDDENLY, with just a little hope and faith, the size of a mustard seed, God heard her prayer and answered.
The remarkable thing to me is; the answer to her prayer was months in preparation. Several people, from Georgia to Venice, FL, were involved, unbeknownst to them. Dates and situations rearranged in what appeared to be no big deal. Until, it all came together to give this woman exactly what she needed, in a way that exceeded what she could have asked or thought or dreamed.
I was privileged to be a cog in that wheel. What really blows me away is the fact that even though she felt alone and believe God didn't hear her, He was at work behind the scenes to bless her at just the right time. He does this for all of us. WOW.
Fantasizing the freedom to stay strong, keep the faith and always have hope, no matter what!