Holding on until the pain ends can be very difficult to do. Having only positive expectations can prove impossible when we are faced with trials and tribulations. The storm is turbulent and the season seems everlasting. The silver lining is not evident and the grim possibility of despair is constantly looming.
The aforementioned was and has been my disposition for the past few years. Due to multiple losses, devastation, trauma, failures and one speed bump after another, I often wondered if I would ever or could ever find my way back to hope. When people experience these inevitable pains that are a natural part of life, it is easy for one to become worn down and overwhelmed with hopelessness.
They say that expectation is the mother of all disappointment. It has also been uttered that happiness is reality minus expectation. And, a few of my past experiences have made these cynical proverbs quite the reality at times. Because I have felt so empty, alone and undeserving; because I have had the habitual proclivity to put others and their needs before my own; because I lacked bravery and courage, I often find myself asking, “Hope, when will I see you again?”
During life’s most difficult and arduous moments, people tend to underestimate how powerful HOPE is. Hope is more than a motivational thought or an evaporating daydream. And it is much more than a temporary fix to what seems to be a permanent problem. Hope calms anxiety and alleviates fear. That is because faith and hope work hand and hand.
It is the awareness of God’s love and faithfulness towards us and the expectation that something good is going to happen. Hope empowers us to maintain our fortitude through various adversities and increases our tolerance to overcome obstacles. It is the constant reminder to live life on purpose, free of fear and with no regrets. Hope gives us the courage to enjoy the journey and embrace the detours.
Many of us make the mistake of having a visceral reaction to every uncomfortable, unplanned and unexplained situation. We make the assumption that because the task ahead seems to be challenging and insurmountable that things in life will remain the same. Hopelessness is subtle, it steals our joy and chips away at the very essence of who we were all created to be. Being hopeless grooms us to grow accustomed to not expecting anything good to happen.
Being cognizant of all the cruelty and evil in and of this world, it is easy to be overcome and downtrodden with hopelessness. And, having and maintaining a positive outlook on life seems useless when we know that perils lie ahead. They say that we should mourn a birth and celebrate a death, but no one ever informed us on what to do in the space in between both ends of that spectrum.
It seems that the only sensible thing to do is to have hope. Hope to live, love and be loved in returned. Have hope in the goodness of people. Hope that tomorrow will bring a brighter, better day. Hope that your messages carry with them all of your good intentions. Hope for an uninterrupted appreciation for life. Hope to be an inspiration and have an impact on and in someone’s life. Hope for longevity and an increase in faith. Hope to make yourself, your parents, your children and your God proud. And, when this life is over, have hope that Christ will say to you, “job well done, my good and faithful servant”.
Remember that you perfectly loved and wonderfully made, and that no one walking this earth can offer the contributions that you have been placed here to fulfill. So, Be Bold, Be Daring, Be Fearless and Be Expectant…., Be Hopeful!
Something good is going to happen…
Buckle Up! It’s going to be a Joyeride.