“For we are saved by hope,” the Christian Bible tells us. That often forgotten sister of Faith and Charity, Hope is certainly a virtue.
But what about when we’re tired and beat up?
What about when we spend half our day trying to remember what could have possibly motivated us to get out of bed?
We hope, soldier, we hope. We wait and we believe and we find people to serve while we anticipate a better, less painful way.
Things have a way of working out. Even when the way stays messy and keeps hurting, we hope. We are not of them that turn back.
We remember how strong and sure we felt when we believed in what we were doing and we wait to feel that way again. We reject the feeling that it will always be this way.
In the end, truly, we get what we want.
So, we choose hope…until it chooses us. And it will.