Wednesday Wiseness: When Hope met Faith…

Hope was dying. Her bruise was soul-deep. An existence that was mutilated by an open-house of attackers. She was stabbed by hypocrites, kicked by liars, slapped by the wretched.  Her life begged for release.  One drop of blood after another, she lost herself. How can you fix a soul when there’s no blood left?

And then Faith came along. Like a tickling breeze of reassurance. Like a cold sip of water on a scorching day. Like the embrace of a loved one. Like the welcoming ear of a stranger.  Like a shy beam of sunlight, peaking through sinister clouds. Like an unseen hand nudging towards the right path.

Hope opened her eyes again.  A flame of  promise shone through the ashes. An ocean of gloom surrendered. She took her first step. Then there was light. Glistening like a million fairies dancing beneath the moonlit skies.




  1. thereluctantbaptist · September 24, 2014

    I like this:

    “Like an unseen hand nudging towards the right path.”

    It reminds me of this:

    “Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it.’” Isaiah 30:21


  2. emphadiate · September 24, 2014

    This is so beautifully composed!


  3. Meredith · September 27, 2014

    I’ve been there.


  4. Nida S. · September 27, 2014

    I suppose we all have:). Thanks for sharing.


  5. Topaz · September 29, 2014

    Wow. Such a beautiful personification of these delicate emotions. You’ve woven your words so gorgeously. Thank you so much for sharing with us. xx


    • Nida S. · September 29, 2014

      And thank you for taking out the time to read:)!


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