tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089327819503850774.post1087255636805976922..comments2009-06-04T21:09:54.745+09:00Shan in Japanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02467051065525879573noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089327819503850774.post-26708417285011382352009-06-04T08:35:02.577+09:002009-06-04T08:35:02.577+09:00Very well written.Your grandfather lived the Hope of Jesus Christ without shame. I remember him leading the song My Hope is Built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness. I hear his voice especially when I try to handle things myself. Your grandma said her prayers for her family with the Hope and trust in Jesus. Hope on in the right "lane" in life. momAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089327819503850774.post-86090409596795709452009-05-26T11:33:16.746+09:002009-05-26T11:33:16.746+09:00I've been thinking about Hope a lot too. It's such a buzz word in the US right now. But most people think we need to fin hope in what is within us - not so! We can only hope in Him. I am so sad for people who live through all the trials and troubles of this world with no hope beyond the here and now. I've got a hope blog brewing too. Thanks for the good thoughts!Mommy Missionaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13181846130612614265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089327819503850774.post-89719200601526176672009-05-25T23:58:32.329+09:002009-05-25T23:58:32.329+09:00those are very sad statistics. I have thought the same about Hope before... how do people survive without it!Brandizehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17347475310990843683noreply@blogger.com