Hope Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune–without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me. – Emily Dickinson As  intriguing as Dickinson may be, nothing quite captures my hope better than the inspired writings of Peter: Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus … Continue reading confidence & promise