image above: by Ken Sehested
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I’ve always also appreciated Thomas Merton‘s take on “getting over ourselves,” as described in the following, by clicking on the highlighted:
Christian faith offers the grand privilege of sidestepping one’s grasping Ego in favour of a True Self. This alone yields the only ultimate liberty worth embracing.–WN
And Hope was a kind of Trickster in Greek Tragedy–the only thing that remained after Pandora’s Box was opened. As Wikipedia explains, the entity was. . .
Over against this kind of “Hope,” Saint Paul writes in Romans 5:
5And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of these is love.
My friend Richard sent me strong words of encouragement regarding something I’d written, particularly this line: “”Despair is often a disguised form of narcissism. Get over yourself.” He then recounted a recent conversation, saying “I told a friend the other day: “When I think about 2024, I am not as hopeful as you are. But I wish I were. Does that count?”
It is a pertinent question requiring a thoughtful response. I responded:
Thanks for your words of encouragement. I certainly resonate with the sentiment you spoke to your friend; though I would use the word “optimistic” instead of hopeful. When it comes to public policy, I am as pessimistic as I’ve ever been.
To think that Trump has a shot at a new term is an utter gobsmack. To think that the climate could cross its catastrophic point of no return during my lifetime is terrifying. To think that auto- and plutocracies are on the rise here and around the world makes my heart hurt. To think that Israel feels it’s legitimate to kill tens of thousands of women and children in Gaza to sustain its “security” is barbarous.
In my way of thinking, hope is a deeper current, not seriously affected by surface turbulence.
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