note to self: stop it. move on. pack up from where i've settled and go forth in search of the path i am to take.
eloquence eludes me now. i am told that hope borne out of trials never disappoints, but sometimes the problem comes when i dont know what to hope for. do i hope for restoration? or for indefinite evasion? does hope apply to something i cannot even describe? how do i hope against all hope?
i'm mauling the word, demeaning it, and tearing it apart. but i do not know any definition other than my own unconceptualised version of it. and so, hoping i will one day get it right, i will sit here and wait.
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I pray that the God of hope will reveal Himself to You, and give you peace and joy as it overflows!
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