Today, I picked up my daughter’s spooky house from the library.  I was amazed with the outcome.

Why would I be amazed?  Because, it was what we call (trash) recycle waste or even (garbage).
Something, we discard daily, yet it came to be an amazing piece of work (art).

I think often about the people we walk by, ignore, knowing they are in need of transformation.  But, we don’t give them the time of day.  My daughter’s creation took a couple of months to complete. The lost may take longer, but, are we to give up on them?  What does faith and hope look like to you?