We've spoken previously of hope's oft purported tendancy to remain aloft when there is no logical reason why it ought to do so. And while the this peculiar property defies our understanding it is well that it exists. For some days grabbing a hold of and relying on this buoyancy is all that keeps us afloat in a sea of uncertainty. Which doesn't mean that bobbing along in this fashion will be a pleasure cruise. After all; Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a dream fulfilled is a tree of life. (Proverbs 13:12 NLT). Waiting on that hope to be fulfilled can be a seriously miserable experience. But we hold onto hope because despite the pain there is a tree of life at the end of the journey. Sometimes we can't see that for the waves and sometimes the tree isn't growing where we thought it would be but never the less there it is. And when we finally reach that point we'll know that "every second lived is worth each second of the pain". So grab a hold of hope and hang on tight. Cause drowning is a terrible end.