Hope comes out of nowhere, and everywhere. Hope comes from within, and from beyond. Hope is like frost. It dazzles momentarily, and then is gone.
Hope is a shift in perspective, a change of attitude. Hope is when we see our lives, our world, our Selves in a whole new light. It is brighter, like a thin coating of ice.
Hope is a decision, a choice. Hope is always an action, it does not sit still. Hope must move, and grow, and mature. Hope is the process of becoming exactly who and what God has dreamed for us.
Hope is a way of living. Hope is a habit. Hope is a manner of being. Hope is a posture and a presence. Hope is often witnessed in the human spirit – an aura of a kind.
Hope floats. Hope flies. Hope soars. Hope glides on the wings of Grace. Hope knows exactly where is it going, and also knows it will never fully arrive. This is hope’s miraculous acceptance.
Hope is believing. Believing is seeing. Hope is seeing the best in others. Hope is sensing an opportunity for mercy or love or both. Hope seeks. Hope questions. Hope doubts. But, hope always believes.
We'll notice when we're filled with hope. We're commanded to pay attention, not in a mean or nasty way, just a gentle poke. We will know because we smile easily, laugh easily, are moved to tears easily, and enjoy the day easily. We are at last…at ease.
Hope is powerful. Hope can heal our spiritual dis-ease. Hope removes the grime of our greed. Hope washes away our laziness. Hope gets us up and ready to face the day. We arise with joy.
Lent is like the Prodigal son. Lent is coming to our senses and heading home. Lent knows because Lent is wise enough to understand hope has always been home.
O, Lord of Lent, guide us into hope, and let our hope bring us back home – to Life and our Selves and our God. Amen.
Reverend William R. Grimbol has spent the past 30+ years helping people create and develop strong spiritual connections with loved ones and God. He is also a published author, with over a dozen books to his credit.