As a lad in Memphis in the forties and fifties, I went to school on a city bus. A 7 cent token was my ticket to ride. Come duck-drowning downpours, sleety streets or hellish humidity, my lone option was a segregated, smoke-belcher.
I dreamed of owning some wheels. Not a Packard Clipper, a used Nash would do. But those lean years brought priceless lessons. Waiting and I are friends. I dismiss Entitlement and prefer Contentment to coveting.
Those wonder years gave me a new, lifelong companion named Hope. I can differentiate Wishing from Hoping. Wishing involves Chance and Dissatisfaction with the present. Hope is trusting that something reliable will occur.
Is your life built on a Wish or on Hope?
“…we long for our bodies to be released from sin and suffering. We wait with eager hope for the day when God will give us our full rights as His adopted children, including the new bodies He has promised us. We were given this hope when we were saved. If we already have something, we don’t need to hope for it. But if we look forward to something we don’t yet have, we must wait patiently and confidently.” Romans 8:23-25