Dare to Hope

"Yet I still dare to hope when I remember this: the faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is His faithfulness; His mercies begin afresh each morning." -Lamentations 3:21-23

Dare to hope! God's love will outlast your circumstances. You can't be separated from His love. What you see before you is not evidence that He's forgotten about you! His love for you is everlasting!

Dare to hope! His mercies are ongoing in spite of your circumstances. He is merciful, compassionate, and has promised not to allow more pain than you can handle by His grace!

Dare to hope! You have a Friend who is faithful. His faithfulness is great. When all others fail you, He still will be there. He will keep all of His promises to you. Don't doubt it. He hasn't given up or turned His back on you.

Dare to hope! God doesn't get tired of you and your crying out to Him. His mercies are fresh every single moment of every day. He gives you new mercy for each new moment. He gives new mercy for each new heartache. He has fresh compassion for each tear you shed.

I dare you, hurting brother or sister... I dare you to hope.

Say with the writer of Lamentations, "I still dare to hope!"

When our eyes are on our circumstances, our God looks very small.

When our eyes are on God, we can dare to hope, because suddenly our circumstances shrink down next to our great God. Our God is NOT a failure. He loves you and I. Words can't begin to describe just how much He loves us. He hasn't given up on us. Let us not give up on Him!

He has not forgotten you. He remembers you each moment. Now you remember His love, His faithfulness, His mercy and grace. Look into His face, as He is already looking into your heart. Realize He already understands you and loves you and knows you.

There is always light at the end of every tunnel. There is always a pathway through the valley up into new mountain heights. God never allows darkness without the promise of light or pain without the promise of healing. Place your hope in Him.

I dare you to hope!

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