Hope is the only universal liar who never loses his reputation for veracity.
~Robert G. Ingersoll
A soft answer turns away wrath,
but a harsh word stirs up anger.
~ Proverbs 15:1
I never thought of hope as a liar. And, as I come upon this Father’s Day, I remember my own father’s experience with cancer, and mine with hope. He was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. My mom went into full swing battle mode and sought out every treatment known to man and a few that were very experimental. For a year and a half, he went from one place to another, until finally he ended up in Mexico, for one of the above mentioned experimental treatments.
My mom could not figure out how to get him home, and the harsh truth was that it would have been less expensive to ship him than to transport him. The Navy came to the rescue, got him home, and into the VA hospital for hospice care before he passed through Heaven’s portals. We never lost hope.
What changed for me was that hope, though by some might be considered a liar, took us through the stages of his life and death, fully invested in where he would end up, and who was carrying him. Our focus on what hope meant may have changed according to our understanding. We clearly did not want to lose my dad, and our will got co-mingled with what hope meant.
Today, remember where your hope lives. Don’t stop trusting, praying, lifting up that loved one or situation. Keep your eyes on the one who never fails and your feet on the Solid Rock.
Because of Him,
My Hope is built on Nothing Less