The thing about life is that it’s not perfect.
Life is not always easy.
At times, it feels like a whole lot of hours, maybe even years, spent doing a whole lot of nothing and calling it purpose.
I’m sorry that’s negative. I guess this isn’t going to be one of my positivity rants.
What is the point of life? We’re here for a fleeting moment, and then that moment is gone, almost as quickly as it started. One breath in, the next out.
Honestly, sometimes it all seems so pointless.
Unless, of course, we change our perspective. I always try to put things in perspective.
Life isn’t perfect. Not even close. But, there are perfect moments in life. And as a whole, life is worth living. I think. I mean, I try to always stay positive, but the truth is, sometimes it’s really hard to look on the bright side when everything seems to be falling apart. When life doesn’t go the way I planned, and I can’t for the life of me figure out what God’s plan is…it’s hard to see the hope in that.
I often talk about hope for a future and how everything works out in the end, but honestly, I don’t know if it will.
I just hope that it will.
And I guess there’s a difference between believing something will work out and just hoping for resolution. Like the difference between knowing the answer and taking an educated guess. Because the truth is I don’t really know anything about the future. I just hope that I’ll have one and it’ll be decent.
Because without hope…what do we have?
What’s the point of life if we don’t have meaning? If we don’t have purpose or direction? How do we live if we don’t have hope?
I don’t know.
I really don’t know.
So, that’s why I choose to hope. Hope for betters days. Hope for a future. Hope for success and happiness and maybe Hallmark movie love (okay, I know the latter is wishful thinking, but you get the point?!).
I choose to stay positive. To reflect positivity. Like I’m my own personal sunshine.
But sometimes, when you’re your own sunshine…you can become like your own hell. Because sometimes the sun is too warm and it’s like a blistering 100 degree day and you’re not sure there will ever be enough sunscreen to protect you from the world.
So I just hope and hope and hope and pray and pray and pray that if I can’t protect myself…in the moments when I can’t be my own ray of positivity…that I will find the light that will.
It’s in weakness that strength is found. And it’s in the darkest of times when light is most seen.
The thing about life is it doesn’t always make sense. And sometimes there doesn’t seem like a good reason to have hope.
And I guess that’s why hope exists. Because what else do you do when it feels like all hope is lost?
So, if you’re reading this and struggling, just know you’re not alone. Hold onto hope. We can hope together.
Hope for a better tomorrow. Hope for a brighter world. Hope for something we don’t know and maybe can’t even see. Sometimes, maybe there is nothing to do but hope for a faith that overcomes all.
Hi! My name is Rachel. I love to write. Write about life, love, and reflect on how the past builds the future. Mostly, I love to tell stories because I believe there is something about stories that brings the world closer together. You can check out some of my writing reflections here at Rachel Writes.