©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
When bleakness reigns, refuse to yield,
for you were meant to sing.
Bow down your head against the storm,
then set your heart on spring.
“Hope is the thing with feathers on that perches in the soul and sings the tunes without the words and never stops at all.” –Emily Dickinson
“They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.” Isaiah 40:31
“Hope is an anchor to the soul.”
“Sometimes things have to fall apart before they can fall back into place.”