Raising Lazarus from the Dead
Just like flowers, hope comes in a myriad of varieties. Hope can be found in a still small voice. Hope can be found in a parted sea. Hope can be found in a baby’s cry. Hope can be found in a stinky walking mummy emerging from a tomb. Hope can emerge from anything bound by practicality. But no matter what the circumstance, it will always take hopeful eyes to see it.