Hope is often described as light, warmth, a thought, a destination we long to be within our future. Hope is bigger than our human mind, and we aim to explain it in a tangible way; which I find to be fascinating. To me, hope is my tool against life’s curveballs, but I must choose it. It doesn’t impose itself on me, but it whispers, “I’m here, hold on, and I will pull you through.”
Hope is spiritual; far beyond a natural response, and I can choose to trust it.
We live in a very imperfect world, with various struggles and strife. Though I have grown up in a great home, life hit my family in very real and unwarranted ways. From the divorce of my parents, to the knowledge of relatives experiencing homelessness due to unexpected events. From not figuring out what I wanted to do with my life, to a heart broken in need of repair. It goes to show that life is going to be faced with many trials, but that doesn’t mean I need to live in despair.
Hope to me, though it sound cliche to some, is an anchor. It is not moved by the circumstances and remains steady in uncharted waters. It can keep us safe and secure as it is casted before us, guiding us through uncertain territory. Hope is always with me, but I must choose it. It reminds me in those moments of need that I can trust its ability to pull me through. It is always with me and I must not abandon it. It guided me into a place of peace and strength.
So whoever find themselves reading this blog today, my desire is to remind you that hope is already in your reach. You must choose it. It isn’t always easy, but it is promising and brings a great return. Whether your life is in the midst of chaos or stillness, it will never leave you. Hope speak of the future; your future in any and every moment. I found this in my story, and will continue to find it again.
I ask again, what is hope?
Hope is your foundation. Build your life on it and it won’t return void.