Hope. One word. One word that everyone knows, and probably says at least once a day.
"I hope it doesn't rain."
"I hope the mailman brings that order today!"
"I hope my boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/wife calls today just to say hi."
Here's what The New Merriam-Webster Dictionary says about hope:
hope (vb) : to desire with expectation of fulfillment
hope (n) : 1. Trust, Reliance 2: desire accompanied by expectation of fulfillment (sounds like the verb to me); also : something hoped for 3 : one that gives promise for the future
Well, when I talk about hope, I suppose I use different contexts as well (meaning not just one). Most of my hope on a daily basis is the "something hoped for" (although it makes me CRAZY when part of a word or a form of the word is used in its definition!!).
"I hope I don't get sick."
"I hope I can go to that meeting."
"I hope Doug gets home on time because I can't handle things alone for one more second!"
And I realized that most of my "hopes" are really "hopes" at all; not by definition anyway. Because I'm not expecting the fulfillment of those desires. I absolutely do not expect those things....I more like wish for them.
Wishing is desiring. It is not the expectation of fulfillment of that desire.
That actually JUST hit me like a ton of bricks. What good are the 17 "Hope" signs I have plastered all over my house if I don't REALLY believe it?
My goodness. I think I have to just sit with that a while...so I just changed the title of my post from "Hope" to "Hope-Part One!"
Because THE most important Hope is the third definition of the Noun: One that gives promise for the future....we'll get to that later. Right now, I really want to ponder what I've just discovered about myself!