Is Your Hope Muscular?
Or is it lazy or weak? Is your hope wearing black and smoking cigarettes?
“A muscular hope.”
Krista Tippett used that phrase in a recent podcast and I liked it — which surprised me because when people say “hope is a muscle” … I hate that phrase. It feels like such a cheap and easy metaphor. _______ is a muscle. You have to work it. Ugh. No.
But a muscular hope. That’s different.
A muscular hope is a strong hope. A hope with definition and weight to it. Not easily defeated. A hope that’s been practiced for hours and tested repeatedly. A hope that grew with every effort that hurt it, damaging it just slightly so greater forces of healing would come forth.
That’s the kind of hope I want. And maybe it’s what we all want.
But sometimes I think our hope looks like this:
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