“I found myself staring blankly out at some weeds in the yard, hoping for a

bird to smash into my window with a word from the Lord. I did notice a big

bumblebee dancing on the head of one of the flower bulbs right outside the

window. And the idea came to me: I remember reading as a kid that when bees

felt overwhelmed by strong winds, they would pick up tiny little pebbles to

carry as a way to gain weight and not be totally blown away. So I began

thinking about adding weight to our being. And I think about that weight as

hope.”