I posted about Hope a few weeks ago, but we seem to have entered an entirely new chapter of this mystery novel called 2020. We are on a road going forward and there is really no other direction to take other than off into the wilderness. That feels like a great option at times, but we know better. I’m talking about the bigger picture here.

Going forward, Hope must be renewed. I find myself having to dig deeper. For some it’s a creative project, or offering help to a friend, loving those close to us in new ways. But it’s also tracing our spiritual roots right back to where they began and blessing those traditions in our lives. It’s turning on a light so we can see our authentic selves a little better. It’s seeking joy in a tiny wildflower or the song of a bluebird.

It’s the small stuff which is really very big – gratitude, forgiveness,  kindness, trust and faith – all for both ourselves and others. Maybe it’s wise to step back and look at the whole situation from the vantage point of the angels. Even though it all seems like a scene from Alice in Wonderland where everything is upside down or backwards or making no sense at all, perhaps there’s a good reason for it all yet to be discovered. There’s an ancient Sufi tale whose moral is:  “Good thing, bad thing, who knows?” I’ve had to adopt this as my motto this year.

I remain concerned, prayerful and yes, still hopeful. I would love to hear where you are finding Hope, where Hope is finding you.