• 30Aug

    Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life. (Pro 13:12)

    My hope has been deferred.

    My heart is sick.

    My Physician can heal and does provide.

    My Rock can be My Desire.

    I need that tree of life, Lord. 

2 Comments to Hope Deferred

  • My heart aches for you and the little ones who may not be verbalizing their feelings as easily. I pray you will find rest and encouragement as you read the Lord’s promises, and claim them. I have no better solution.

    We have clouds, daily, but most times the rain misses us. The last time Ellen and Frank were here they faced hail just a few miles west of our town, and drove in it all the rest of the way home. Of course it has all melted by now, but it was an amazing sight — for August.

    Blessings, Gramma Ewing (Margaret)