5/1/2021 Today I woke sneezing, shaking, muscles clenching and tears of pain burning my eyes. Saying others hurt worse is of no comfort to me even though it is true. Saying I deserve the pain which is also true does not comfort me. Hope comes from the memories of help in the past. Hope comes from knowing the pain will change even if it does not get less. All hope is from God.

Job 7:6 “My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope.

This is an entry from my Hope Journal which helps me have hope, beyond hope.