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Hope makers

This is another page from my ninth book called "Dear God". I was inspired to write this book after writing "I am voting for God" on my blog. It continues in that format. Short letters (or prayers) to God. It gives me an opportunity to write more and write to God at different moments in my life.
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Dear God,

It is 414pm. I napped and I am awake now. Todays vocabulary.com word of the day is beamish. I read that beamish means bright, cheerful, and optimistic, often used to describe someone smiling with happiness or optimism. I consider myself an optimist. Not all the time but I am many times. For me being optimistic is about having hope. I hope that God makes a way. I hope that things work out. I hope that my prayers are answered. I hope for a brighter world. You are my hope. I wish to become the hope that I see.

I like this quote that I found by Victor Hugo, "Hope is the word that is written on the brow of every man". I like how brow and word have the same letters and this made the quote stand out to me. Hope is part of us. Hope is something intrinsically human. In Islam we are encouraged to balance hope and fear. Hope must be accompanied by action. I like how the words good, love and hope are all four letters with that second letter o that fits with the second letter o of God. God is (g)ood. God is (l)ove. God is (h)ope. Initials glh which can be expanded to say God looks at our hearts or God's lighthouse. I found these through Google search. I like God's lighthouse because it fits in with how I started with the word beamish. Maybe God's lighthouse is our heart. The light of God is in the hearts of men.

I read that in Islam Allah is described as the Light (al-Nur) and the heart of a believer is sometimes likened to a vessel containing this light. God, keep hope lighting in my heart. Keep me believing in good days ahead. Keep me doing good deeds on the road of hope. Without hope I could not reach this far and without You I will be lost. A heart with hope is h-op-eart. A heart with op-timism. I believe in You. I put my trust in You. I have hope with You. It makes sense that when we receive hope we should also give hope. Make us hope makers. Blessed is the heart of the hope maker.

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