“I hope it all works out.” “I hope I’m gonna be ok.” “I hope things get better...” - Sheesh, that all sounds like a ‘pie in the sky kinda hope’ to me. The truth is that sometimes things don’t work out, no matter how much we ‘hope’ for them to and sometimes things really don’t feel ok and ‘we’ don’t feel ok and sometimes things just don’t appear to get any better and even if they do, it can sometimes take a really long time and no matter how much hope we can conjure up during that long journey it cannot quicken the process.
What can just hoping do? Well, I’ll tell you what hoping did for me. A big fat nothing that’s what! Because hope in and of itself, in my experience is pointless. It’s just like a feeling and feelings in my hormonal body and mind, fluctuate and change, while changing nothing! Hope to me was just a feeling. Until one day, I found the real hope. Hope that is solid, that I believe we can each choose to put our trust in, so that even if things are not ok and even if things don’t turn out like we plan or dream or wish they would and even if situations are taking ages and ages to ‘get better’ - even if they don’t get better, this hope, is like a concrete anchor that can help us feel so secure. It’s big and it’s capable and it’s super strong.
Strong enough to hold us firm and calm us, giving us peace and keeping us still and steady and grounded, especially in the midst of turmoil or even, tragedy. This hope, that I liken to an anchor has the capacity to be embedded super deep (if we let it) and it can enable us to withstand the storms AND the waves – no matter how big they are. This hope, He's a person.