I believe in “hope”. Where would I be in this world without it? It is the constant sense of optimism – the positive thinking that keeps me moving forth in this world. It continuously allows me to look forward to all that is possible – all that could be waiting.
Hope has gotten me through life’s struggles. It has gotten me through school – hoping that all the hard work and accumulating debt will really pay off. It is what has gotten me through tough times – the hope of things getting better and toughness ending. Hope has gotten me through times of longing – the hope, the sense of knowing that what I am seeking will one day be here. And it is definitely what has gotten me through breakups or through times of being single. I have had to have the hope that there is someone out there for me, someone who is waiting for me as I am waiting for him. I could so easily give up and lose my optimistic outlook. I could submit to those present moments of discontentedness – I could so easily lose the hope.
There have definitely been times where I have been down, where that sense of hopelessness began to intrude on my life, began to threaten my bright future, threaten all that was there awaiting me. It took some time and it took some effort, but each time I was able to locate the hope, I found it each time waiting for me, waiting to set me on my way.
Those who know me well have called me an obsessive planner. It is true that I am always looking ahead to what is next, planning for that next event or approaching period in my life. I could see this habit of mine being influenced by a need for preparedness, but I repeatedly find myself unprepared throughout so many instances in my life. I think that it is more influenced by the sense of hope, hope that I can create or enable an ideal or rewarding result. As a good friend once wrote me, “with hope, there is a world of endless possibility.” When I saw this, I began to seriously ponder this idea, and then through this contemplation, I realized how true this is and how it is hope that acts as my underlying motivational force in life.
Without the hope of things progressing, transforming, and building into greater things…again I must ask, where would I be? I would be lost or I would be stuck. I certainly would not be where I am today. Today, I am on my way. I can envision my future and although it may not be necessarily tangible, it is right there in front of me almost able to be touched, filled with the hope of what is yet to come. Without the continuous thoughts and belief in hope, I would be nowhere, stuck in a stagnant state of being.
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