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You don’t ask a fish to shed its scales and take to the sky,

Nor do you ask the flowers to sing a chorus

Yet you ask me to have hope?


But in my heart of hearts I know

You called blind men to see 

And deaf men to hear, 

The lame to leap 

and me to be one of Yours. 


So if you ask me to hope, what can I do? 


I will no longer breathe in the murky waters of the deep,

But will exchange my scales for wings.

I won’t bloom in silence, 

But will praise you in every wilting and florescence. 

I will lay my fears aside 

And hope.


Brianna Voltmer


Jason Overman
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Jason Overman is Editor of Publications of the Bible Advocate Press. After 24 years in the publishing industry (in sales and management) with the Harrison Daily Times, Jason left his general manager’s position to join the BAP family in 2015. He has served in ministry for 30 years and currently pastors the Church of God (Seventh Day) in Jasper, Arkansas, with his wife, Stephanie, and two children, Tabitha and Isaac. Jason enjoys spending time with family and friends, traveling, reading theology, playing his guitar, and taking in the beautiful Ozark Mountains he calls home.