It's my oldest world changer's job to fetch the corn for the corn stove that heats our house. The Lead Singer has gathered a bazilion 5 gallon buckets for him to fill at one time so the frequency to the corn bin is less.
It's a great plan, more work at one time, then you forget about it until you need some more corn. But that's not what the world changer does.
He's into the one bucket at a time journey. Which drives the Lead Singer crazy, but the world changer knows that the corn will always be there when he needs it and we really only need two buckets a day to heat our house.
Realizing that he can't carry more than one bucket. He just simply prefers to do this chore daily. His theory is that the corn will never run out so why do all the work to store it up somewhere else.
There is a place that hope is stored too. It's saved. It's waiting. It's set apart. Just for you. No gimmicks, no free with purchase offers, it's just there, stored. Waiting for you to come get it.
Take all you can carry. It's a never ending source, and it's ok if you drop some on the ground while you gather what you need. That hope will nourish the ones who stumble upon it, those not strong enough to carry their own buckets yet.
and when you leave the storehouse of hope
with your bucket for the day, you will find that in time that hope in your bucket has changed
into a faith in God that is strengthened and
a love for all that God created because
Hope doesn't just mitigate everything. It annihilates everything.
That's just what hope does.. real hope changes you.
"the faith and love that spring from
the hope that is stored up for you in heaven..."