Hope sounds a lot like home. Perhaps that is because when we
think of hope, we think of peace and safety, and these are the attributes that
make a house a home. We think of our loved ones, how much they mean to us, and
how we enjoy being with them.
Hope has a similar connotation. It is the essence of looking
forward with anticipation to a better world. We often use the word when we want
something better to happen in our current circumstance. We feel that we are
exerting our faith in a higher power by expressing our desire that things will
get better.
Setting aside religion, what role does hope play in our
emotional health? Hope is the ability to look above and beyond our current
circumstance, realizing that it is only temporary. Things change. They always
do. No matter where we find ourselves at the current moment, whether in
happiness or misery, that state is not permanent. It will change. The only
constant in this world is change.
Once we realize that life changes regularly, we give
ourselves permission to see past what is happening in the moment. This
flexibility gives our emotions a chance to evolve with the change around us. If
we adopt a rigid viewpoint, we are setting ourselves up for disappointment,
heartache, and even despair.
Despair is the opposite of hope. It sees only the pain and
frustration of the moment, and leads to discouragement, disillusionment, and
depression. These “d” words leave us feeling at the mercy of the dragons of the
deep, deprived of peace and happiness. Hope is the ability to look up, to find
something positive in the situation, and to focus on that small morsel of
goodness long enough that a better future opens to our point of view.
Whether we are dealing with long-term illness, the pain of
separation from our loved ones, or difficulty in our employment, hope gives us
the opportunity to set these things aside momentarily, just long enough to taste
what it feels like to be home, surrounded by our family and friends, feeling
the arms of love embrace us.
Hope, then, is the ability to see a light at the end of the
tunnel, to grasp the path that leads to that light, and then, to bask in its
warmth once we arrive there. Indeed, hope is the flame that lights our way back
home!
©2014 by Denise W.
Anderson, all right reserved.
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