Out of the corner of my eye I see a man sitting. Hopeful.
In walks a group, among them, a little girl.
She runs. “Daddy!”
The man wraps her in his arms until she can’t be seen. Joy. Love. Contentment. Peace.
My heart melts.
I’m reminded that Someone waits for me…for you with the same Hope each morning.
Will you Run?
He’s waiting. Hopeful.Leave a Comment