Just as surely the way we breathe in and out, hope floats back and forth.
Jesus tells us that with faith the size of a mustard seed one can move mountains. This tiny, microscopic speck of faith is what gives us hope.
Hope sends us love. Love gives us life. The kind of life we all need; life beyond earth; eternal life; everlasting life.
Hope plays such a large part in our life. We always hope for the best. We hope it won’t be as bad as we think it is. We hope for second chances. We hope for cures. We hope the pain will stop. We hope we can make it through to the end.
When I read the Gospels and their account of Jesus’ death and resurrection it always makes me wonder when the disciple Peter and the beloved disciple John went running to Jesus’ tomb on Easter morning what were they hoping for? What were their thoughts as they were running full speed? Were they simply thinking they would find Him wrapped in cloth laying there as He was laid to rest the night before? Did they hope the whole thing to be a dream and Jesus to have never suffered?
No, that would have been too easy. Our God took a hold of hope and offered up love. The deepest love one could have for another. Love that brings life; life that even death can’t steal; life beyond this earth; eternal life; everlasting life.
All it takes is a little grain of faith to keep hope floating. I have hope that when our loved ones took their last breath here on earth; like the disciple Peter and the beloved disciple John they went running full speed to find Jesus. I know it is there (in Jesus) that we will all find love and life.
Hope continues to float from a God that offers love.
In loving memory for all our loved ones who have passed on from this life to the next.