One day, yet again the door opens, after the heavy rains
Hope, walks in first.
She’s beautiful, luminous, soft around the edges, demure almost.
Her voice is sweet, a little uncertain. She smiles at you, tentatively – unsure if her smile will be reciprocated……. and how she may feel if not.
She says things like,
“Wouldn’t it be nice if…” – “Maybe things will change.” – “I hope they see what I see.”
She sits next to you in the waiting room of life, hands restless in her lap, eyes on the door, practicing the art of patience and preparing—quietly—for disappointment.
She’s easy to be around. She is always positive. No demands. No fuss – No declarations. No risk. She’ll sit with you, cry and dream.
And yet somehow, always leave room for the possibility- that it might not work out. And in that room..Doubt moves in like a tenant who never pays rent. Never bothers to take permission from her, or inform.
And then.. walks in Faith
You hear her footsteps before you see her.
They don’t rush, but they don’t pause either. She enters with soft firm shoulders, eyes steady, as if she knows exactly why she’s here. Her heart beats, the known rhythm Even though she’s never been in this room before.
She doesn’t ask if things will work out. She stretches her wings for flight, knowing that the wind will show up.
Faith is not always comfortable company.She won’t let you stay still. She won’t fold her hands in her lap or let you fold yours.
She won’t let you explain away your silence, or delay your purpose until it’s safe.
She looks you dead in the eye, with kindness but without being ‘nice’, she does not do nice by the way.
“Even if no one believes in you yet, even if the door isn’t open— Knock anyway. Stand up anyway – Speak anyway. Build anyway.” – she says, with her actions.
Hope keeps your heart from breaking. Faith teaches it to move towards where the sun will be, next morning.
The truth is, we need both.
We need Hope to remind us what the light might feel like. And when it’s time to move, towards that light.. When it’s time to call on courage, When it’s time to walk through uncertainty—
You call Faith.
~ Rhea
