I once heard that hope is the oxygen to the human soul. I believe this statement. We are designed to hope. It is written into our DNA. If we are made in the image of God, then we are certainly made to hope; after all, it is impossible to be in the presence of God and not be overwhelmed with hope. His presence demands it. His very nature is hope manifested. When He created us, He created us to hope in Him, to experience a degree of expectation in His goodness. For after all, He is good and whatever He does is good, so however He interacts in our lives we can rest assured that it is good. This reality is how the disciples were able to sing while imprisoned, it is how people are able to endure the unthinkable and still praise God. And it is how we are meant to face each circumstance in our lives, whether good or bad. The reality is that God is good, and in Him is an abyss of hope that can’t be fathomed.
In a year that has seen the highest of highs and the lowest of lows for me, I’m slowly learning to hope in His goodness in spite of my circumstances.