Holding to Hope

There is, sometimes,
a fine line between hope and madness,
a keen edge between the ledge of despair
and believing
that it is something more than air
that holds us safe from impending disaster.

But when we have seen,
time and again,
all of reason confounded
by unbounded belief,
seen the hopeless set free
from the fangs of fate,
the powerless triumph over the great.

When we would strive
to hope against hope,
let us know
that submissive faith,
which holds that no calamity of this world
can separate us from the love of God
that is in Christ Jesus,
faith willing to endure
whatever God allows,

it is in such faith as that
that hope is set free
to work its wonders,
to triumph over all fear and chance,
and set us above the pinnacles of life,
no matter the depth
of our circumstance.

H. Arnett
4/17/12

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About Doc Arnett

Native of southwestern Kentucky currently living in Ark City, Kansas, with my wife of twenty-nine years, Randa. We have, between us, eight children and twenty-eight grandkids. We enjoy singing, worship, remodeling and travel.
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