Sacrifice is Purpose

When people hope, usually, its by circumstance. A lover hopes for the best in a relationship, and quarrels open oppertunities of hopes and dreams in desperation of consoling a soul back to sanity. But, really, it's this kind of hope that gets things quite crazy. Yeah, it's crazy.

Hope isn't circumstantial, nor is it a narcotic to get you on a high. Its no drug -- it can't be abused, neither can it be prescribed. It's an act that goes deeper than a concatenation of events. In fact, hope -- real hope -- often stands alone in the darkness. And when you have nothing else, human nature will tell you that you can't go anywhere without your will, and that nobody can deprive you of your acts of hoping for your principles (and coping ).

Hope is knowing there is always a risk, and, if you can avoid the unfortunate side of it, then do so with faith. I'm hanging on to my ideals, especially those involving some sacrifices, that way I have nothing to lose, but learnings to gain. My needs are at stake; my sanity is, too. My wants will always be there anyway, and they're going to change eventually. Enough with the moping, the jealousy, and the negativity. My loss is a loss, but my ideals are still there.

"God does not require that each individual shall have capacity for everything." - Richard Rothe

"Be strong and take heart, all you who hope in the Lord." Psalm 31:24

God has given me ideals, and I want them to challenge me.

22.8.07 12:04