Prisoners Of Hope

"Return to the stronghold,
You prisoners of hope.
Even today I declare
That I will restore double to you."
Zechariah 9:12

Bed bound
tearful intercession,
crying out
for God to intervene.

His Word doesn't change.
Our lives do.

Filled with high lights
and low lights,
and times when our fragile lamp
is all but snuffed out.

Illness battle weary,
or ongoing struggles
for the financial breakthrough,
that may or may not be
around the next corner.

Faith and doubt
picking sides,
tussling for supremacy.
Our inconsistent thoughts
wavering, boat billowed
in the seemingly unstoppable storm.

Against all pragmatic theory,
and mind numbing statistical evidence,
we look past
towards the approaching
miraculous impossible,
and wave our feeble frame,
beckoning the answer.

We make the choice
to believe,
to manifest,
and confound all else,
as prisoners of hope.