Hope isn’t easy. Life isn’t easy. It can be hard, but it can be beautiful. Hope is tough with bloody knuckles and bruised smiles. It keeps going despite the hardships. It’s not an easy hope but a well-earned one. I’ve not had it easy, not had easy hope come on silver wings. Hope has had to pull me kicking and screaming through some of the worst of life. And here I am. Hearthkeeping is hard too, tending the fires of your church, your home, your family.