We enjoyed a relaxing weekend together doing the things we love. Saturday night afte
r our sushi dinner we wondered around Old Town and happened upon a unique experience. In a tucked away little quaint shopping area we saw about 10 small trees covered in white. As we got closer we discovered the white was little tags tied to the branches with hand written wishes on them. It was an art exhibit that allowed anyone who stopped by to sit down, write out their wish and tie it to the tree along with thousands of other wishes from people all over the world. It was really interesting to read the things people were wishing for. We each sat down and wrote our own wish and tied it to the tree.As we walked home that evening I began to think about my wish. What a neat opportunity to put my wish into the wishes of the world. But how sad it would be if that was all I had, simply a wish. Instead of just wishes I have hope. I can wish for the things I want but I can also bring my desires to none other than the creator of the universe. As I give my wishes up to
Him I have hope that the God who created everything has a special plan for me, that He hears my wishes and knows just what I need.I am grateful for the ability to wish but so much more thankful for the foundation of hope my life is graciously built upon.
