A decade ago today I woke up in a hotel room with nothing but the clothes on my back. Our apartment had burned down the night before and I was devastated. The day before, I thought I would be stepping into an exciting season of hope. A season where I finally went after my dreams of publishing books and being a speaker. Instead, I fell into a journey of hope. One that included nearly a decade of digging out of darkness and learning to embrace hope deferred.
Nine months after the apartment fire, we moved to a new city 196 miles away. The apartment we lived in for the next five years faced north. It had buttercup yellow walls. The master bedroom had a window that faced the courtyard, and a side patio door that faced East.
From May to the middle of June each year, the sun would shine perfectly through the patio window for about one hour a day. On those sunny days, I would jump out of bed and open the shades. Our fur-baby, Ajah B. would lay on the sunshine spot on the floor and I would enjoy the sunshine with coffee in bed.
The rest of the year it didn’t do that. I spent months longing for that part of the year when the sun would shine so brightly and fill my heart with excitement and hope.
Now, 10 years later, we own a condo on a canal that leads to the Missouri River. The sun shines all the time in our home because we face south-east. I still jump out of bed to savor it. (Although, these days Ajah B. joins me in spirit. Her absence leaves an empty space in the sunshine spot that she would have loved so much.)
When Hope Seems Lost
The other day I had a thought: It’s funny how when the light shines on you, hope seems so easy. And when it gets cloudy, gray, and dark, hope seems lost.
I think this is where faith comes in. You see, on every journey of hope, we’ve got to learn to have faith. We must believe that even when we can’t always see the light shining on us, hope is not lost.
The sun will shine again. Even if it’s only for 45 days out of the year.
Such is the journey of hope; it’s a long game. I’ve spent a lifetime climbing out of hope deferred while overcoming a life-threatening disease called Cystic Fibrosis. I’ve spent a decade navigating the ups and downs of building a successful business as a coach and a speaker. The irony of the anniversary date of our fire, and the launch date of my new book coinciding is not lost on me. I’ve learned that even when it gets dark, if I have faith and trust that the sun will shine again, it will.
How To Keep Hope Alive
“What should be done in the meantime?” you might ask. Well, that’s when we must find ways to keep hope alive. Put yourself in areas where the sun does shine so you remember the feeling. That’s what I’ve done again and again and it works every time.
Over the next 30 days, I’ll be sharing with you what I’ve learned about living with dangerous hope. As human beings, we hope for a lot of things. And, we wrestle with hope when disappointments come. We don’t realize that the setbacks and disappointments are part of the journey of hope. They hold necessary lessons meant to strengthen us for the thing we are hoping for.
That’s why I’m writing my new book, Dangerous Hope. It is a guidebook to navigate the highs and lows of every personal or business endeavor that you embark upon.
I invite you to support the Dangerous Hope crowdfunding campaign.
Let’s co-create this book together! Let’s spread this message to as many people as possible!
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I’ll see you tomorrow with Day 2: Building Blocks of Hope.
Until then, be healthy, stay creative, and have a dangerous hope!