We attended the burial of our friends first and tiny child yesterday. A little girl named Sofia Hope that only lived in this world for 30 minutes. A little girl who blessed her parents and a hand full of others in the short short time they had with her. It was a day riddled with sorrow, pain and tears.. But as the service began, the worship songs were sung, words of Hope were spoken, and the crystal clear day shone bright the tears were not Hopeless.
This is the season of Hope. Even in our sorrow and pain, there is Hope.