Hope is a pesky varmint. There’s nothing more troublesome than having a good, ol’ fashioned, deep, dark depression (or even a shallow, dimly lit one, for that matter) only to be interrupted by that rascal Hope. It’s like honeysuckle. You know, that stuff that grew along the fence of your backyard? It doesn’t go away! Once it takes root, it ain’t leaving. At least, not without a *flamethrower.
It’s not loud—Hope. It’s that little voice that says, “Yeah, but God!” Try as you might to convince Hope that all is lost and there’s no way out, that hard-headed Hope will out argue you—every time. And don’t bother trying to change “It’s” mind either. Why? Because It is ever-conscious of the promises of God. It is the very soil where the seeds of faith, your faith, is nurtured.
Face it. You’re doomed. Give in to Hope. It’s been around a long time, and it keeps a record of God’s loving kindness and faithfulness. You can’t beat it … so join it. You’ll like it.
(*flamethrower not guaranteed)
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