20 February 2022 at 17:54
HOPE HAS HUMAN HANDS Rev. Kit Ketcham, Feb. 20, 2022 In the late 40’s, early 50’s, there was a song which, when it came on the radio, would make my dad groan and move as if to turn it off, muttering “that darn song, it’s so sticky!”, and my mother and I would cry out, “no, we want to hear it!” It was a sentimental song and its words could even be said to be a bit schmaltzy. And when you heard it just now, you might have even hummed along with it! In those days, hope--to me--meant miracles; it meant a sort of Pollyanna-ish optimism that “everything will be fine in the morning”. It meant that no matter how desperate the financial situation ...