Hope is lessor than faith and more than giving up. The belief that something desired is coming or that a circumstance will change or that a thing is coming. Hope is time sensitive, time is the stress factor of hoping. To desire something and believe it is coming is good, but when will it come and should we be concerned that it may not? Positivity is the common denominator of hope. Some would say that to hope is to be positive thinking and to not hope is negative thinking. That to desire is to hope and to hope is believing in what is not. And to believe in what is not yet, is to believe in spiritualism and the power of willing a thing into existence. And finally, to believe in spiritualism is to believe in what the eyes cannot see.
Now we know to believe none of what we hear and only half of what we see, right? So it makes sense to believe in nothing we can't see. "Now would be good" is something I have often found myself saying, but rarely does what I'm hoping for occur when I say now would be good. But! Sometimes it does happen. If a thing comes at all it is never when you expect it, but somehow it feels right on time though it was horribly late. Do we compromise common sense to keep hope alive? And does that perpetuate the practice of hoping even though we should not. We know we should never worry, but to bring ourselves to the point where we've learned to never worry is very hard to do. Something always comes alone that makes us worry.
What if the truth is we as individuals have no power in the unseen world where hope and faith point to, That would mean that hoping is futile, that we only hope in order to get ourselves to accept an unpleasant present time. Have you ever hoped until you got tired of hoping and and gave up? I think we all have at one time or another. In the end did you find that your disappointment became a moot point because what you had hoped for was of less value than what you had placed on it in the first place? I have discovered that it is best to believe and let time do the rest. Time has power over hope. I've noticed that when I spend my time well hope is more real to me, that it carries more significance. Faith is powerful and there is little doubt in my mind that it is, but how do we activate it, how do we get it to serve us? I have found that when I serve others in some way that hope and faith begin to serve me. Maybe that is the best way to spend my time.
Now we know to believe none of what we hear and only half of what we see, right? So it makes sense to believe in nothing we can't see. "Now would be good" is something I have often found myself saying, but rarely does what I'm hoping for occur when I say now would be good. But! Sometimes it does happen. If a thing comes at all it is never when you expect it, but somehow it feels right on time though it was horribly late. Do we compromise common sense to keep hope alive? And does that perpetuate the practice of hoping even though we should not. We know we should never worry, but to bring ourselves to the point where we've learned to never worry is very hard to do. Something always comes alone that makes us worry.
What if the truth is we as individuals have no power in the unseen world where hope and faith point to, That would mean that hoping is futile, that we only hope in order to get ourselves to accept an unpleasant present time. Have you ever hoped until you got tired of hoping and and gave up? I think we all have at one time or another. In the end did you find that your disappointment became a moot point because what you had hoped for was of less value than what you had placed on it in the first place? I have discovered that it is best to believe and let time do the rest. Time has power over hope. I've noticed that when I spend my time well hope is more real to me, that it carries more significance. Faith is powerful and there is little doubt in my mind that it is, but how do we activate it, how do we get it to serve us? I have found that when I serve others in some way that hope and faith begin to serve me. Maybe that is the best way to spend my time.
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