Remember to Hope

   Now, I am learning to remember to hope. That is something never thought I would have to do. For so long, I did my best to shut out the world with all its horror. And then its ugliness leapt into my life, bursting my bubble, forcing my to come face to face with it in an up close personal way I did not want to. Once the bubble broke and life became unpleasant, it became easy to surrender to cynicism. Why try and imagine the world will ever be better when its easer to believe it will only get worse?
  There is a grain of truth in believing the world is in a downward spiral. This world is fallen, after all. But the God who made this world did not just leave it to decay once mankind corrupted the perfection He created.  And in that, I remember to hope. I remember that there is a God who holds this world in His hands, and He is good even when I cannot see it. Even though the world is a terrible place at time, it will be redeemed. It will be made new.