What comes first, the hope or the dream? Much like the chicken and the egg thing, it depends on who you ask, eh? 😉
If you asked me, I think it’s the hope. I think the hope is what inspires the dream. A whole bunch of dreams can come from just one hope. The hope that each person finds what they’re looking for is a source of unlimited dreams.
Even on my worst days; the days when I find myself at the bottom of a deep, dark hole of I-don’t-know-what-but-it’s-not-pretty, somewhere inside me a light refuses to be distinguished. The halo of hope is held eternally held steady by the Divine, as I know and love Him, for me, and as you see and understand that presence, for you.
“Hope springs eternal,” is a slightly misleading phrase, but well intended, I’m sure. See, to me, it implies a liquid of some sort. I think the initiator of this age-old idiom was attempting to capture the feeling of the halo of hope enveloping them, so I can see how a liquid reference would ‘spring’ to mind because hope wraps itself around you, encasing you in a warmth that you can feel in your soul.
But it doesn’t stop there. It breaks through the clouds that have gathered around and distorted your view of yourself and your world, and it shows you Why.
Of course, you’ve got to look and see for yourself, but hope makes sure that the option is always available.
Love can move mountains. Faith can see you through. Hope can remind you Why.
And Grace makes sure we get another shot.
I don’t know if you’re familiar with Quora, but for anyone who isn’t, Quora is basically a question and answer site. Anyone can sign up for an account and once the account is validated, they can ask the world of fellow Quorans any questions that pops in their head. And I mean ANY question. ANY question. Seriously. I’m going to have to do a post on the best and worst questions I’ve ever been asked or have answered. That’ll be fun, ha! Sorry, where was I? Ahh, yes.
Today I came across a question from a young man who was contemplating switching from the Islamic faith to atheism. His posted question stated this potential life change followed by an admission that he was scared he was making the wrong choice.
I didn’t have a clear, concise answer that I was ready to spew, but I feel very strongly about spirituality and the trappings of the current versions of organized religion, so I rolled up my sleeves and started typing. I started out asking him who he was scared of, telling him he had no cause to be fearful of God, but if that is indeed where his fear was directed, then he would be falsely committing himself to the atheist community.
After that first paragraph, I can’t tell you exactly how it happened, but I felt moved to share my own personal experience with God, as I know and love Him. At the end, I was crying and it felt like a breakthrough for me but I had no idea why or how. I don’t know why because I’ve felt this way about my relationship with God for a long time. And I don’t know how or what the result of the breakthrough is or will be, but I wanted to share it here because my understanding of God is one that I think would bring comfort to anyone, anywhere, at any time. Here is the rest of my answer:
You have the right to explore your spirituality and I highly recommend it. I’m assuming you were born into Islam? I was born into the Mormon faith. My family is still very active in it. I made the choice not to follow that path because I didn’t agree and my heart told me that it wasn’t the one for me. I still haven’t found a religion that I feel at home in and maybe there isn’t one out there for me just yet.
For me that’s because I can’t be part of a religion that discriminates for any reason or that considers some of its members of less value than others. The Mormon faith and many, many – in fact, all that I’ve come across – are guilty of discrimination and hierarchical allowances.
But, just because I haven’t found a religion that I want to be a part of, that doesn’t change my belief in God and my faith in Him. It doesn’t change the fact that I talk with Him every day and believe that He has my best interests as a priority. I believe with all of me that He knows me and loves me and guides me forward in the darkest times, never letting go of my hand.
God is always there for you. In whatever way you are most comfortable thinking of and knowing Him. No matter what happens, no matter where you find yourself, no matter how far away from Him you think you’ve gone, you only need to look for Him and He’ll be there, waiting to hold your hand, to carry you if you can’t stand alone, to guide you when you feel lost, to give you hope when you’re ready to give up, and to love you without condition, question, or obligation. Have faith and take that with you wherever you go. As long as you have faith, as long as you believe, you’ll never be far from home.
I say a sort of prayer every time I work with my Tarot cards. Part of it is asking that any soul that touches or is affected by the deck will know the love of spirit and connect with their inner spirit of light. I’m extending the circle today and asking that each and every one of us know the love of spirit and connect and stay connected to our inner spirit of light.
No matter what your religion, no matter what this world has labeled you, the only label that matters is the one that He sees and that one has just 2 words on it. No matter who you are, what you do, how many mistakes you make and how many times you forsake Him, the only 2 words on God’s label for you are “my child.” This world would do well to remember that. I know it to be true with a certainty that humbles and strengthens me.
Happy Sunday, Everyone 🙂
My best & warmest blessings,
xoxo – Kerissa