Whispering Hope
Last night, I attended a hymn sing with my friend,
Alta. Although all the songs were
beautiful, one stood out in my mind. As
the singers began “Whispering Hope,” a familiar happiness washed throughout my
soul. Even though the song bears my name,
it holds an even more symbolic meaning for me as I become older. Whether it is pre-destiny or coincidence, I
believe some names determine personalities, at least, it seemingly does mine. To me, my name embodies the spirit of
everlasting determination and the continuing faith I posses. When I hear the song, these feelings rise to
the forefront of my entire soul. I only
HOPE I live up to my name everyday and am a gentle reminder of what His promise
holds for all of us.
