He’s helping me now this moment, though I may not see it or hear
Perhaps by a friend far distant, perhaps by a stranger near
Perhaps by a spoken message, perhaps by the printed word
In ways that I know and know not, I have the help of the Lord.
He’s helping me now this moment, however I need it most
Perhaps by a single angel, perhaps by a mighty host
Perhaps by the chain that fetters me or the walls that shut me in
In ways that I know and know not, He keeps me from harm and sin.
He’s guiding me now this moment, in pathways easy or hard
Perhaps by a door wide open, perhaps by a door fast barred
Perhaps by a joy withheld, perhaps by a gladness given
In ways that I know and know not, He’s leading me up to heaven
He’s using me now this moment, and whether I go or stand
Perhaps by a plan accomplished, perhaps when He stays my hand
Perhaps by a word in season, perhaps by a silent prayer
In ways that I know and know not, His labor of love I share
-Annie Johnson Flint
The thing about hope is that it’s a positive force that shines the most when it’s dark. When everything’s going well, we hardly notice it’s there. But when things go against us, when our dreams fade and when we see no immediate reprieve from our troubles, that’s when hope does its best work for us.
"Where Hope Can Be Found"