Hope in April

       Hope can mean so many things. We usually want something when we say it but it means so much more. We have Hope in Jesus. We can look at Him at anytime. Hope is good and bad. In the darkness and in the light. No better time to see that then at Easter and through my dad. There was no mistake that my dad was born in the month of Easter. The month of Hope. The way I look at it. He needed all the hope he could get in his lifetime. From raising 4, no wait, 6 kids to all the cancers he had. He needed something to hold on to. Never thought about it but hope is probably what gave him the strength for everything. He kept having more that he hoped to see with his 6 kids. Hope that he had enough strength to see evry one of his children grow up. Hope to make it through his drs. Degree with 4 children during the summers because he knew he needed to do it for them. Hope that he would be the 1st to graduate from college in his family even with dylixa. A heard time reading. Hope he would get through every cancer and sickness. Hope he knew when it was time to meet Jesus. Hope when he had to get another job and move epically before us to finish building a building. Hope to get a child through her math classes. Hope to see his children get married. He kept going for as long as he could. Hope in the darkness and in the light. I want to live my life that way for my dad because if HOPE got him through life what can it do for me. God knew what He was doing when my dad was born in April. He had it all under control.