When we think of a promise, we think of the promises that we make to each other. To our spouses we promise to cherish. To the banks, we promise to pay back the money we owe.

In this journey that I travel each day, some have wondered what I have to pay back, or what I might have done wrong previously. But this is just human wondering.

The love that we share with our spouse and family is different than that we share with friends. There is a depth to it that is indescribable. You just know it, feel it. Sadly, this promise fades when we argue and break away from each other. 

But I have hope. I know one promise that will always be kept. The promise of God's love for us. He doesn't want us to suffer, but he allows us to feel. The pain that impacts us when we break away from each other is magnified by what is lost. However, when we believe in Him, we do not lose.

I have hope that one day I'll see my Heavenly Father. This week, Holy Week, is an example of that promise. It is a reminder that life is filled with highs and lows, but most importantly, life is filled with Hope...and that's a promise!

3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4