As I look at the trees with a streak of light bathing its' leaves,
I remembered how God provides that streak of hope when
everything seems to fall into pieces. Sometimes, we just
break down and seems to lose the battle! Suddenly, that
streak of sunlight oozes and revives our drooping spirit.
Yes, I will not give up. The streak of sunlight, the streak of
grace, the streak of hope!
by Cynthia Abegail
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