Hope is the temporal
offspring of eternal love. It is birthed
because the world is not as it should be...and it will one day surrender its
life knowing that the world is, at last, as it was first hoped.
Hope is inherent to
every human heart. We hope because we
are created to bear the likeness of the Three-in-One who hoped first. And hope will not end until its role is done.
But hope can be
suppressed. It can be crushed. It can flicker and splutter, but not be put
out.
Hope
needs to be cherished. It grows bold
with use; grows confident with growing competence. Hope calls others to rally to her cry, to
join hope with hope. Hope is a communal
exercise, of a community that reaches out and welcomes in.
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