Hope’s Blue Cast

Read: Isaiah 55:8-9; Romans 8:28-30 Hope sat on the porch swing, staring at the blue cast on her arm. It stretched from her wrist to above her elbow and was covered in scribbled messages and doodles from her friends. She held out her arm and frowned. “This is not how I wanted to spend my summer.” Dad sat down beside her, holding two popsicles. He handed her the blue one—her favorite. “How are you doing, kiddo?” Hope didn’t answer at first. She peeled back the wrapper and took a bite. “I was...