Hope Will Rise

The world judges. Condemnation, so natural. Like breathing air. “Forgive seventy times seven,” Jesus says. “Love, as I have loved you.” Overflowing grace and mercy. Is it possible? To view one another through a lens of belief? Of forgiveness? Of worth? To bestow promise and not a curse?

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Hope will rise, kindness too. Possibility swells. The future dreamed of—
unfolds. A people at peace, humble in heart.
Love and respect, the sweet aroma of this land. Breathe deeply. And please, come as you are friend— there is space for you here. Where “faith, hope, and love abide, but the greatest of these is love.”