I am by nature a pessimist. Oh. The glass is half empty. Always. There’s no pretty way around it. I see the half of the glass that’s already been drunk. It’s empty. Gone. That cold drink of water that I had craved. Oh. How it satisfied. My thirst was quenched. For a moment. But it’s now gone. Never to return. It’s only a memory. The rest of the water in the glass is inconsequential. Doesn’t matter. What mattered is what I no longer have.
Is that how it feels to live without hope? Thinking the best of life is over. Thinking that there are no more mountains to climb. No more foes to conquer. Thinking that you are the foe to be conquered. Oh. You may be standing now. But not for long. If there is no hope.
I don’t know what it’s like to live without hope. That may sound strange for a pessimist. But I’ve always had the thought that my best life was still to come. Oh. I know the day will come when that will no longer be the case. But for today. A girl can dream. And I still dream.
So you may ask. What is my hope?
Hope is the dream of something new
An old friendship renewed
Morning sun peeping through the windows
The win of a ballgame
A new love or a stronger love
The first glance at crooked teeth made straight
The first step once thought impossible
Fresh picked corn on the cob
A sight for sore eyes
Strength to pick up loose ends
The breath of forgiveness
A kiss on the lips
A warm chocolate chip cookie
A drop of rain on parched soil
The scent of wild honeysuckle on an evening drive through the country
The sighting of a rainbow in the clouds
Freedom to wave the American flag
1 Peter 3:15
But there is more.
My hope is in a Creator who knew me before I was born.
My hope is in the baby born to a virgin and laid in a manger.
My hope is in a boy of twelve wise beyond his years.
My hope is in the Light of the World who leads me out of darkness.
My hope is in a Provider who meets all my needs.
My hope is in a Redeemer who died on the cross for me.
My hope is in a Savior who forgave my sins.
My hope is in Jesus Christ who will return to this earth someday to usher all believers into heaven.
My hope is in a Heavenly Father who is preparing an eternal home for me in heaven.
If I lose everything, I still have my God.
So yes. I do have hope.