hope, when desperation dissipates

station 12, the grotto, pdx

It’s funny, and not in a comical way, how the writing prompts from two different sites are polar opposites of each other – jealousy and hope.

One is full of causalities and destruction, the other resonates with possibility. All gets weighed in the balance we call life. Our scales tip back and forth until they settle; balanced, landing on one side or the other.

Desperation dissipates in Your presence. We go from utter hopelessness to the apex of joy.

Things eat away at our well-being. Jealousy revels in discontentment, driving us to more and different, instead of finding satisfaction and enjoyment with enough. Hope, on the other hand bursts through the darkness that tries to engulf.

Hope is possibility. Hope is being ok with the now. Hope knows a quietness of soul. Hope differs from a wish, it’s substantial. Hope has weight and substance and an innate security. Hope inspires love and trust, a belief that is solidly rooted in the thought that all will be ok even when we don’t know what ok looks like from here.

Hope is what I celebrate on this Good Friday, which was anything but good. It was sad. Thank heaven; literally, it was only the beginning of the story. Desperation dissipated, my friends, and I’m humbled.

Solus Christus –

Missy

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