Thursday, August 31st, 1995
11:28 pm 
Hope, what a strange element it is. It keeps all of us going. All of us live on hope. Those near despair hope for better times, those with joy hopes it lasts. Hope, the little flicker of candle light, beckoning at us in the distance. It keeps all of us trudging the mud of trials and hardships, relieving us with the mere thought of the warmth and comfort ahead. It gives us the will to live, the strength to fight, the courage to endure and the love to persevere. It is the little lamp God gives us to light our path and keep us on the right track as we walk the long walk home. Home, where all our hopes lie, where all our dreams come true. And home, where our hope becomes a reality for eternity, never to end again.
