“The grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.” – George Washington Burnap
We may not realize it, but everyday, we wake up with hope in our hearts. We HOPE for something to happen. We HOPE for things to get better. We HOPE for certain problems to go away.
Without hope, we soon lose our away. We lose our dreams. We lose interest in living.
Why do we lose our hope?
We lose our hope when after we’ve worked so hard for our dreams, we’re still unable to reach it.
We lose our hope when we see that hope is dashed all around us by things we cannot control.
We lose our hope when the best people we put our hopes upon disappoint us.
In the end, we find out that we lose our hope because we have put our hope in all the wrong things and in all the wrong people who could never keep it alive.
Where is your hope?
If you wish to be truly happy, you have to put your hope where it cannot be overcome. You have to put it where not even the gloomiest of days could defeat its light.
Put not your hope in a given timetable. Put it rather in the fullness of time when you will realize your greatest dreams.
Put not your hope in people behaving in a certain way. Put it rather in that blessed moment where love will be fully realized in them and you will know how deeply you have been loved.
Put not your hope in this life only. Put it rather in the God’s Hands where this life is but a moment and where eternity far exceeds your grandest desires.
Let your hope be inextinguishable. Let its flame give light to your joy, a joy that no one could ever take away from you.
“We rejoice in hope of the glory of God. Not only this, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope: and hope doesn’t disappoint us, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts…” – Romans 5:2-5, WEB-BE
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