Hope
We place our hope on what we cannot see. On a future which we do not know, but is also assured of the good outcome.
I often wonder why I had to go through what I go through. It’s neither too bad nor too good. But somehow, you just get tired of hoping. You know but you dont see… Humans are fickle creatures, we need to see it to believe it. That’s why most people lose steam after awhile of thrudging thru mud and not finding any gold. I can identify with them. In danger of losing hope.
Whatever maybe, I hope the outcome would still make me praise my Maker. Be it good or bad, the name of the Lord be praised. For He knows exactly where I should go, and where I should be… I rest all I am unto Him, and just maybe, I can stop hoping and start knowing.
