Looking for Hope is easier some day’s more than others.  I know I carry hope in my heart because I carry The Lord in my heart. My quest is for life with eternal Hope. I always dreamt of heaven as sitting at Jesus’ feet like the little children and just asking question after question. Much like I did at my Grandfather’s feet. My Grandfather had a chair in the dinning room of his house where he sat and the grandchildren used to gather around just to listen. I called him Pap almost everyone he knew young and old called him Pop. Gram called him Joe. Pap never seemed to be bothered by my endless questions. I always felt safe, special and loved.  That is what I hope heaven is.