Weekend Wisdom: Hope

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“Hope” is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops — at all….

Emily Dickinson, c.1861

The wings of hope carry us, soaring high above the driving winds of life.

Ana Jacob

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But God will never forget the needy; the hope of the afflicted will never perish.

Psalm 9:18

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The birds of hope are everywhere, listen to them sing.

Terri Guillemets

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