I believe in the sun, even though it doesn’t shine.
I believe in love, even when it isn’t shown.
I believe in God, even when He doesn’t speak.
Inscription found on the wall of a concentration camp
Specially blended for hope...
We naturally feel lighter and happier when the sun shines after a lengthy period of gray skies and rain. It is a thrill to see the sun break through the clouds.
It's hard to believe that someone suffering from the bonds of being in a concentration camp could have such hopeful thoughts. Yet where would we be without hope.
Our outlook brightens when a new understanding illumines our minds.
Light is sweet, and it is pleasant for the eyes to see the sun.