by Jane
I have to confess to being a bit conflicted about Hope. It sometimes seems that all hope is lost; it sometimes feels like hope comes before the inevitable disappointment and actually makes the whole thing worse; it sometimes feels like it’s all you might have left and that’s a bit sketchy as a basis for things.
Many of us are very familiar with Hope as an important faith concept not least because of one of our most popular readings from the book of Corinthians. “….. but now these three things remain: faith, hope and love but the greatest of these is love”. It might be argued that our hope is founded in God but it doesn’t for me always make it seem much easier to deal with as a reality.
Megan Henwood, in this song, finds a way to articulate some sense of perpetual hope in every new day even if the alternative is being in a really tough place. This ability to embed yourself in the perpetual hope that life, nature and God might bring I find almost intangible – a bit like grappling with jelly – and yet this writer seems to suggest that its doable simply by getting out of bed and looking really carefully at the glory of the day. Maybe it’s worth a try.
More about Megan can be found here http://www.meganhenwood.com/
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