The few bookstores that are still open are bulging with self-improvement titles that have certainly paid off for their well-heeled authors. Their tempting promises include “If it’s to be, it’s up to me” and “Whatever the mind can conceive and believe, it can achieve.” I get it -- if I have good fortune, these happiness hucksters contend that I myself must make it happen.
The late George Carlin got it: “I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, 'Where's the self-help section?' She said, “If I told you, that would defeat the purpose.”
Hope is a many splendored word. There’s aspirational hope, as in “I hope I win best-in-show.” There’s emotional hope, as in “I hope she’ll say ‘yes’ when I propose.”
And there’s biblical hope, a well-grounded expectation that relies on God’s promises, as in “I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11
What are you hoping for? How sure are you that it will come to pass?
“And so, Lord, where do I put my hope? My only hope is in You.” Psalm 39:7