What a glorious day!

Eastward and westward storms are breaking,–great, ugly whirlwinds of hatred and blood and cruelty. I will not believe them inevitable.

Come senators, congressmenPlease heed the callDon’t stand in the doorwayDon’t block up the hallFor he that gets hurtWill be he who has stalledThere’s a battle outside ragin’.It’ll soon shake your windowsAnd rattle your wallsFor the...

To watch. To wait. To wonder at a world in chaos,’ the girl said. ‘And hope one day you fools might learn.

God cares. He will supply all your needs.

Each morning brings new hope.

Hope is faith.

Hope is a fertile soil where flowers blossoms.

Life is filled with endless hope.