Sometimes I forget to ask God for hope. I can’t produce hope on my own. It’s supernatural. I ask, and God answers. It never originates within me. I offer weariness and despair, and God transforms these to hope.
The prophets had to call hope to their minds. They had to replace the spirit of heaviness or despair with hope. They had to proclaim hope in hopeless places and remember when God says: “I am the Lord, the God of all mankind. Is anything too hard for me?” (Jeremiah 32:27)
Hope counters despair. Hope battles against a weary mind and wins every time. I don’t fully understand it, but praying for a spirit of hope changed everything today.
Everything and everyone looks different through the eyes of hope.