As I was walking in the garden this morning, thoughts of what transpired these past days made me sit down to reflect on life. Three of my friends are in turmoil. One who has been in remission for colon cancer is experiencing a lot of pain now. Another, my secretary who resigned months ago to work on her travel papers so she could work overseas lost the opportunity to do so when she failed to show up on the day of her departure because her mom was rushed to the hospital for leukemia. Another friend just separated from her husband leaving her with a huge financial obligation. I too am in turmoil. My job has started to become very complicated with the son of my boss joining our team. The staff is now getting confused because they are receiving orders from two heads now. Since he is the son of the owner, they can’t refuse his instructions which are most of the time in conflict with mine.
As I was reflecting, I was reminded of the gift of hope. With hope I can be eternally optimistic. When I get sick, I have hope that I’ll get better. When I’m separated from a loved one, the gift of hope keeps me moving forward, one step at a time, toward a new life. When I don’t get the job I have longed for, the gift of hope buoys me through the hunt for the next one.
Like the circle of life, the gift of hopes returns again and again to carry me like a boat on the water to safer territory. Hope is the cushion that keeps me sane when the waves crash down upon me. What a marvelous treasure, this gift of hope!
LORD, thank you for the gift of hope that carries me through the rough times and spurs me on the action of problem-solving.
HAPPY THURSDAY TO ALL!
