Hope is not wishful thinking. It is a deeply rooted knowing that lies in wait for the right timing, the right season, the right moment. When nourished with Truths and Passion and Faith it grows strong enough to withstand the most brutal of forces. Without those elements of nourishment hope slowly goes dormant and one day you realize it has crumbled and withered dying a slow painful death.
Preventative measures ensures our hope becomes reality no matter how long it takes. Your time to bloom is coming.
“You are my hiding place and my shield; I hope in your word.” Psalm 119:114