“The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure,
but from hope to hope."
~ Samuel Johnson
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
I Corinthians 13:13
Somewhere along the way last year I figured out that hope is not the weak link in this string of powerful life building words ... Protects, Trusts, Hopes, Perseveres, Loves. I have come to believe that "hope" is a big word like the others, and totally belongs there in that idea. I said before, last year sometime, that I couldn't see actions around hope as I can around the other words, but now I do. I see invisible actions surrounding hope and hope right smack dab in the middle of these other four words whose actions speak louder then words can convey. Hope is a strong word, given as an act of communion with the still unknown ... Hope reaches towards God I think. And ... God has hopes for us as well.
That picture is a Texas sunset as seen from a hospital room ... the moments of our lives captured on an iPhone ... . I am disoriented here, would have said I was facing due East with stormy weather brewing just South. Sunset, obviously West, and the drive "home" that evening washed the truck clean, problem solved.
Tommy was released from the hospital Friday past, having spent the week addressing GT challenges.
He left the hospital with a tick, his word, an apt description of the device which is draining pus from an infection, basically a catheter tube inserted below his ribs on the left. Chemo scheduled for tomorrow.
He amazes me with his ability to adapt to the demands ... he makes hope a living word.