Journal for Christa—
When a hope deferred comes to fruition—
I’ve been thinking about that today because of two totally unrelated and quite different circumstances. Sometimes the very least expected comes out of nowhere at a time not at all looked for. It’s almost like being lifted from one world and dropped into another—the one you’d always dreamed of, the one you’ve always known you were made for. Then sometimes, a different world will open up before your eyes by closing one door softly, turning, and there it is—a new adventure, one you’d never been brave enough to actually choose on your own.
We all have dreams, and as life tends to fold itself away, we quite naturally set some of our hopes aside. We tell ourselves, “It just wasn’t meant to be.” “I don’t really have the ability to do that, not really.” “That might work if I were rich and didn’t have to work, raise a family, have these responsibilities, this illness, this depression—you fill in the blank.”
Then one day, quite unexpectedly, everything changes, seemingly by chance or others’ decisions. And there it is—the hope deferred. It’s true that life isn’t Disney: all our dreams won’t come true. But, there will be days when a hope deferred bounces off the shelf and into open hands. And those are the days—when hope deferred comes to fruition—to lift our hearts and laugh with joy. Don’t ever quite take your eye off the hopes on the shelf.