One winter a few years ago when Allan was going for an oil change, he dropped me off at the river walkway so I could get my exercise. We both thought he would only be thirty minutes, but it ended up taking much, much longer. It began to rain, then snow and get quite miserable. Too wet and cold to be outside, I took shelter in this tunnel under the road.
As I walked back and forth at least a hundred times, waiting for Allan, it made me think of a neighbor recovering from back surgery who said she was finally seeing the 'Light at the end of the tunnel.' I thought of other friends and family facing trials and challenges and how seeing that light truly is promising, because it is so bright and inviting. Hope was there.
With each walk back and forth from one end to the other, I was able to observe different things along the way I had missed previously. Hope is a wonderful healer and helps us look forward to better times.
May you hold on to hope while on your own pathway toward the 'LIGHT'. Keep faith in our Savior and know he is there waiting and willing to help carry the load.
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