For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what they already have? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently. Romans 8:24-25
Hope – it feels like a figment of my imagination. But that is what it is since hope that is seen is no hope at all. An alternate reality sparked by belief in a promise, the communication of a prediction ushering in expectation. An anticipated outcome fueled by rationale based not on observation but visions burning in my heart. An assured future igniting a reason to be, a purpose to move in time from left towards right – the place where truth will be known.
Which really makes me wonder about the morality of this action – to hope in hope. What sort of ethics should be applied to the promise or its maker that initiated the dream? But in the end, the onus of any thought – from greatest to the least – lies solely on the thinker. The one who interprets and constructs their understanding of this idea – the hope hoped for. And the work of redefining, revising, and refining the words used to share hope with others is the patience giving purpose while we wait.