{"id":4418,"date":"2018-03-09T19:13:16","date_gmt":"2018-03-09T18:13:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/omily.me\/?p=4418"},"modified":"2018-03-09T20:08:52","modified_gmt":"2018-03-09T19:08:52","slug":"hope-that-is-always-there","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/omily.me\/en\/hope-that-is-always-there\/","title":{"rendered":"The hope that’s always there"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nAll through the winter months, the trees have hidden it: the life that streams through their veins.<\/p>\n

Sometimes I’ve thought they must be dead.<\/p>\n

Overhead the sky is making an impenetrable wall between us and the sun by spreading a thick blanket of fluffy gray clouds from horizon to horizon.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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It won’t be long now before the gray blanket leaves.
\nAnd the daffodils are the first to appear.<\/p>\n

All those months they sat, with only the promise of what would be, like a funny little onion underground.
\nNow they come up.<\/p>\n

All that quiet waiting, silent growing and now we can see it. It makes everyone happy and they’ll do it again next year.<\/p>\n

Yellow pieces of wonder on the side of the road and nobody can help looking at them, because everybody knows it.<\/p>\n

Spring is coming. Thin, fragile yellow leaves are sowing hope in our hearts.<\/p>\n

Hope.
\nI always want to feel it.<\/p>\n

I want to laugh and dance in the sunshine and revel in the joyful knowing, seeing and believing that everything will be all right and that there is a burning, shining light at the end of the road.<\/p>\n

That the road is not long anymore.<\/p>\n

I want to know and see what is coming.<\/p>\n

Because it isn’t ecstasy, being buried under the earth.
\nIt isn’t exciting, or pleasant, or funny when you wait for months at a time.<\/p>\n

And you wait.
\nYou wait and God knows. He is busy and makes us grow and all will be well.<\/p>\n

He asks us if we will trust Him.
\nIf we dare trust Him when everything seems to be at a complete standstill. When it is dark all around us, and inside us.<\/p>\n

He asks if we are so sure of Him. Of Him who died for us, but so often seems so far away.
\nHim who allows so much suffering we can’t understand.<\/p>\n

If we are so sure, that we keep on going.<\/p>\n

If we are so sure that even during the hardest times in our lives, we keep on going not because we feel hope but because we know that hope is there.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

He asks if the knowing is good enough.
\nIf He is good enough.<\/p>\n

And I know it. I know He is everything and He is good enough.<\/p>\n

I know.
\nSometimes in the sunshine, where I dance and laugh.<\/p>\n

Sometimes under the ground, where I impatiently wait for what I may become.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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All through the winter months, the trees have hidden it: the life that streams through their veins.<\/p>\n

Sometimes I’ve thought they must be dead.<\/p>\n

Overhead the sky is making an impenetrable wall between us and the sun by spreading a thick blanket of fluffy gray clouds from horizon to horizon.<\/p>\n

It won’t be long now before the gray blanket leaves. And the daffodils are the first to appear.<\/p>\n

All those months they sat, with only the promise of what would be, like a funny little onion underground. Now they come up.<\/p>\n

All that quiet waiting, silent growing and now we can see it. It makes everyone happy and they’ll do it again next year.<\/p>\n

Yellow pieces of wonder on the side of the road and nobody can help looking at them, because everybody knows it.<\/p>\n

Spring is coming. Thin, fragile yellow leaves are sowing hope in our hearts.<\/p>\n

Hope. I always want to feel it.<\/p>\n

I want to laugh and dance in the sunshine and revel in the joyful knowing, seeing and believing that everything will be all right and that there is a burning, shining light at the end of the road.<\/p>\n

That the road is not […]<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[47],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\nThe hope that's always there - Omily<\/title>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"noindex, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"en_US\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"[:nl]de hoop die er altijd is[:en]The hope that's always there[:] - Omily\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"All through the winter months, the trees have hidden it: the life that streams through their veins. Sometimes I’ve thought they must be dead. Overhead the sky is making an impenetrable wall between us and the sun by spreading a thick blanket of fluffy gray clouds from horizon to horizon. 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