To Begin Is To Hope

          The morning was running away from me quickly. I was tired, unmotivated, and simply wanting to give up (before I even began!) . The list of chores loomed in my mind, remaining imposing and overwhelming to me. It had to be done though, in an hour or so, before work.  It was here that lies were easier to believe I found than truth. "I can't do this. It will not work. I shouldn't even bother, cause it's not possible." In these moments, to believe something difficult is possible feels far too much like a lie, fiction at best; to even attempt such great feats can appear mere wishful thinking. Yet, belief is what we need; to begin is to hope.

           Hope. The thing we all need, all long for, all seek. The thing I needed just then. Hope. When the day falls apart, the goal isn't accomplished, the leg of our life's journey that needs crossing simply appears impossible to us. Here we struggle, wonder how to make it, let alone how to even start!  Yet, it's here, somehow, that we must (perfect or not). It's here we must set course, put into action what needs to be done (what we may even want to be done), and in doing so we begin to believe in a possible good again.

           To begin is to hope. To try when everything in you screams not to. I had to try. So, I did. I don't remember if I accomplished it all or not, but I gained something better than a goal achieved that day: hope, and this is when I began to truly live well.

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