Hope must be cultivated, it never arrives and stays.
I don’t know that I understood this reality until the last few years. Never would I have expected it to take so much work to keep hope alive in my life. I have to remind myself of the truths of God - daily, hourly, moment by moment. But lately I feel hope coming easier again. My circumstances haven’t necessarily changed, but my belief in God’s sovereignty is growing. He is good, even when the world is bleak and cold around you. He is good, even when the plans you held dear come apart. He is good.
Hope without truth to ground it withers. Wherever you are today, remind yourself of the truth of God’s love for you, and take hope.