A Seed of Hope

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Today I opted to sit down and write this post as I wait for my boys finish their karate class. Words are being whispered in my ears and are aching to be written so I better heed to the call while I can still grasp these thoughts on paper. It is a constant struggle to find the balance in a world where we have created a cycle of mundane tasks and things to do. So, I choose to sit down today and let my soul express itself in words.

It has been three months since my last post and it feels like I have been plopped on a teeter totter on steroids for the last month. It is only by God’s grace that I have held on and not lost my sanity and hope. Within a week, we celebrated my son’s promotion to Middle School, my daughter’s graduation from High School, my nephew turning two years old, and my dad’s death and funeral.

How can one compress all that emotion in one week? How can one celebrate and grieve at the same time? How can one plan parties and a funeral? How can you be doing ok? These are some of the questions I got and additional comments like “You are such a strong person, you can do this.” I am only strong because of my source of my strength in God and in my family. I had my network of friends that I was able to lean on. I also had joy because of the big milestones we celebrated for my family. Life has to celebrated even in the midst of sorrow. This is the cycle of life.

As I ponder on the events of last month, one thing is true. The human spirit is very resilient in face of adversity but it needs a seed of hope. Without hope, life seems too bleak. For hope to spring eternal, I realized you have to believe in something greater and bigger than yourself. In order to face adversity, one has to believe that the impossible will happen. There is no other way. You have to push through in order to get a breakthrough.

We are unique. We are special. If life gives you lemons, spike up the lemonade! Who says you can’t have fun? There are nuggets of treasures when life gets tough. It may be the realization that you are stronger than you think. It all starts with a seed of hope. Trust me a little bit of hope goes a long way.