I saw these tulips poking up through the snow. Already six inches tall, they must have started growing while still covered with the cold, white stuff. It’s as if they knew the snow would go and the warm sunshine would appear. I call that persistent hope.
It reminds me of the very first book I had published.
It is the story of a young woman who has lost everything and has fallen into a dark pit of despair. The hero reaches out to her and tenderly draws her from that darkness. He reminds her that even though the sky is filled with clouds, the sun is still shining. Just as even though she felt abandoned and alone, God’s love had not failed.
I realized that this is often the theme of my stories—how to find hope when all seems lost. How to move forward when the feet seem stuck in clay. How to trust God’s love when feeling abandoned.
I suppose it is a lesson I have to remind myself of over and over.
My hope and prayer with my stories is that you, the reader, will discover the truth right along with my characters (and me).
You can find more of hope-filled, persistent hope and love in my new series: Dakota Brides. Available here: https://tinyurl.com/y9xm7utm