And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears. And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you find there, With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair......

There is beauty made from among ashes.

There are beautiful wild flowers that come from weeds.

There are sun rises after the dark.

There are rainbows after the storm.

There are butterflies after caterpillars.

Small but significant reminders that yeah,

there is Hope.

 As they make music they will sing,
"All my fountains are in you."

Psalm 87:7