My dear, this life isn’t easy. It never will be, but I promise that it will work out in the end and in light of whatever problem is in your life as it unravels itself before you, you will be able to look back and stand in awe of how you were able to conquer the world you live in. No matter how old you live to be, no matter what demons you may be struggling with every night, no matter the heartache you feel and see in the world; will you promise me one thing? Promise me that your heart and soul will continue to see and live as a child, and to love not only everyone around you, no matter who they are, but to love the one Who fabricated your very existence with all that you have.

You weren't created to be Superman, but you will have many that will look up to you, watching your every action more than they will ever listen to your words. Will you promise to work with yourself even when it seems like you're tearing yourself apart? To become a reflection of His heart of gold? I know, nothing I ask of you has ever been simply done and it never will be. But through your perseverance, character will step forward and by character, hope will be able to brightly shine in a world trying to tear it all away from you.

Hope is the key to worlds unknown and the fuel that powered generations on the brink of defeat. Hope will keep you from despair. It will give you the power to turn hate to love, the insight to fall into the arms of wisdom, and the courage to be caught by unfailing love.

I can only ask it again...would you?