june 24th

Because we have hope we endure,

and a man of seventy plus seven with a empty spot in his heart

and  disease in his body, but peace in his soul

folds his hands in hope

and a young woman alone, with chapters filled,

and a new page turned, professes faith with a full heart

and holds out a child named Hope.

Words of Isaiah echo through the ages,

of one who binds up the brokenhearted

and gives them everlasting joy.

(message by H. Alkema this Sunday morning)