Glenda Mills

Hope That Doesn't Disappoint


Shoots of New Growth

This hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us. Romans 5:5

IMG_1583.jpg.irisheartofhopeWe don’t have to leave our home these days for the world’s bad news to come crashing down upon us. Too much information . . . both good and bad . . . crowds our souls as we search the internet, scan the news and browse Facebook. Sometimes we just need to stop . . . pull back . . . and take a break from the world.

The best way I know of getting away from it all is to get up early and watch a new day dawn. Now with the changing of seasons, I love to take a walk and embrace the beauty of springtime.  Signs of new growth surround me and soon I’m down on my knees digging in the soil . . . pulling weeds . . . transplanting old plants . . . adding new ones.

In the same way,  Spring can ring eternal in our hearts when we take time to walk through the Word of God and embrace the promises found there. The eternal truths written down for us never lose their power to renew and refresh our minds. Give comfort when we grieve a loss…and cause new hope to arise in our hearts during times of stormy trials and winds of adversity.

There’s a hope rooted
down deep . . .
Deep in the soil of God’s love.
Winds of adversity
tests it . . .
Stormy trials try

to possess it . . .
But hope is rooted,
rooted down deep
in the soil of
God’s love.  

There’s a hope springing up
with shoots of

new growth.
Nothing can stop it—
Evil can’t thwart it.
Hope always
thrusts through

hardened soil,
softened by Spring’s rain.
Eternal hope . . .

Everlasting love.

Anchor of my soul,
birthed and
born again. (John 3:3-17)

Eternal Seed implanted . . .
catch the wind of the Spirit.
New life . . .
spring forth.

Awaken winter’s dead.
Heavenly showers fall—
rain flowers
upon my soul.


I Will Remember The Cross

I have always loved the Cross—Maybe because my father rocked all seven of us kids when we were babes, as He sang song after song about the Cross of Calvary.

I have always wanted to know the Savior who died on that cross so many years ago.

I have always loved to tell the Good News story….Beautiful from beginning to end…the Christ Child who was born to die so we might live eternally.

Fanny Crosby echoes the story of the life of our Savior in the song she wrote more than 100 years ago….A song that has stood the tests of time and is among the 8,000 she wrote during her lifetime.



Tell me the story of Jesus,

Write on my heart every word.

Tell me the story most precious,

Sweetest that ever was heard.

Tell how the angels in chorus,

Sang as they welcomed His birth.

“Glory to God in the highest!

Peace and good tidings to earth.”

Fasting alone in the desert,

Tell of the days that are past.

How for our sins He was tempted,

Yet was triumphant at last.

Tell of the years of His labor,

Tell of the sorrow He bore.

He was despised and afflicted,

Homeless, rejected and poor.


Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,

Writhing in anguish and pain.

Tell of the grave where they laid Him,

Tell how He liveth again.

Love in that story so tender,

Clearer than ever I see.

Stay, let me weep while you whisper,

Love paid the ransom for me

Tell me the story of Jesus

Write on my heart every word

Tell me the story most precious

Sweetest that ever was heard

Fanny Crosby lived to thank God for the gift of blindness.

“If perfect earthly sight were offered of me tomorrow, I would not accept it. I might not have sung
hymns to the praise of God if I had been distracted by the beautiful and interesting things
about me. “


Why will I continue to love and remember the Cross? It’s life changing message has captured my heart, soul, mind and spirit.

Has the message of the Cross made a difference in your life?