A cobblestone road to hope

Like an actor in a long-running production, I play the same part. I repeat the same movements, echoing the same lines, interacting with the same plastic cast of thespians going through the motions.

The characters in my life seem to be same. There’s the King and his court, the jester and peasants all around me. The villain appears and then disappears. The hero is nowhere to be found.

And while I play my part, I’m constantly working in pain. The hurt that I’ve caused. The pain that’s been inflicted on me. The same nagging sensation that I’m not where I’m supposed to be. The scars of regret. The broken relationships.

“Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.” – Rom. 5:3

When I look back at the years, I’ve actually come a long ways on this long road to hope. It hasn’t been easy. Sufferings. Shame. Agony. Fear. Cobblestones that pave the path toward eternity.

I need a reminder that somewhere there is a purpose to this very day. There is perseverance to be gained. There is character to be built. There is hope to find.

It’s a long road, but I’m not turning back.

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