©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
her end avowed.
the angels cried.
Her spirit, vanquished
yielded to pain.
But then...the rain.
Hope born again.
Hope warms my heart,
especially in the most trying circumstances.
It comes most often, I believe, in God's tender mercies...
like cooling rain…
and living water.
"For the Lamb…shall lead them unto living fountains of waters;
and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes."
"…And the same shall be in [them] a well of living water,
springing up unto everlasting life."
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