I'm carrying some people's hope right now. They didn't ask me to, I volunteered. Someone once offered to carry my hope for me when it seemed like too big of a burden and I was sure I couldn't do it on my own.
And now... that moment of no hope dances around my livingroom at night, living proof that God does not foresake us and that even though the tests may be hard and road my be long, we will be ok.
There will be moments with little faith, there will be moments with anger or hate, there will be moments where you wish this was your last moment on earth...but sometimes there will be other moments. Moments when the truth sets you free. Moments when love makes you feel whole. Moments when the light shines so bright you can see a future filled with all the things you have ever hoped for. Moments when something better than you've ever imagined looks back at you through the broken and shattered pieces of what is.
I know a lot about moments.
And, in this moment, I know that there is no such thing as lost hope.