Have you ever just needed a good cry?  Okay, if you are of the male persuasion and reading this--you probably have no idea what I mean.  But, ladies--sometimes our emotions so build in us that we just need that release.  We try to hold it together and put on a brave face.  But, it can only last so long until we just NEED that ugly cry.  And, you know when it's over, you somehow feel a little bit better?  Although you circumstances and heartaches remain, the emotional release helped a bit.  And then you think...now what?!  As you wait with bated breath for that answer to your prayers...now what?

This is where we left Hannah yesterday.  Spent emotionally, yet somehow her face was no longer downcast.  Her ugly cry over, now what?  What happened for her?  I have to admit that hers is one of those Bible stories that I thought I knew by heart.  But, as God in his marvelous mysterious ways would have it, there was more to this story.  So, in my little mind, it went like this.  Hannah cried.  Hannah prayed.  Hannah was heard.  Hannah had baby Samuel.  

But, on that Sunday morning so many years ago, when my heart's desperate cry was solely focused on my desire to have a child, I saw a verse that I had obviously glossed over time and again.  And, it, my bloggy friends, nearly jumped off the pages that morning to supernaturally fill me with a hope I can hardly explain.  It still gives me "goosies" (as JLo would say) when I remember that moment because it was so profound.