Today I welcome a guest author and my sweet friend, Nan Jones. A kindred spirit, Nan often writes with a message of hope. Not just any kind of hope, expectant hope. Let her words reach deep into your heart.
By Nan Jones
Three years ago, life as I knew it fell apart.
Jeremiah understood the feeling. Most of Jerusalem lay in ruins, the temple set ablaze, the people carried captive into exile. God’s chosen people lost everything and found themselves in a hopeless situation. Life as they knew it fell apart.
Even the prophet Jeremiah struggled to hang onto hope.
But then he remembered something.
August 10, 2017 at 10:04 am | Uncategorized