Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Hope and Despair

I have to laugh that for all the grief I give my husband about a painting that hangs over our couch in our home, I am actually including it in a blog.  

A few years ago, my husbands best friend had a desire to add "artist/painter" to his list of many talents.  He had decided long ago that if he were to ever become a painter, it would start with a large black canvas that had one small white dot on it.  To mock modern art, he would call it "Hope and Despair".  It communicates that no matter how small the evidence of hope may seem, it does change the landscape.  The despair is not untouched.

When our friend turned 40, Paul commissioned him to start his dream, and paint on the largest canvas we could afford.  For days he came to paint.  Lots of pepsi and wine got drank, and the dream became a reality.  I was in full support of my husband trying to help make dreams come true, till I was told that in order to be a true work of art, it is commissioned by someone and hung in their home.  So here it sits, in our home, a big black wall of canvas, reminding us that dreams do come true.



Hope and Despair

When I was driving down our street the other day, I saw this...



It is a large Chalkboard with the painted letters, "Before I die..."  I got really distracted by it and wanted to check it out, so I pulled over and walked right up to it so I could read what people were writing.  This is what I saw.


Amongst the desires for fame you also find hope to know God, hope to end the pain, hope to find love, hope to truly find oneself.  It was simply beautiful.

Here, in my hood where we are frequently on the news for destruction, anger, stealing, killing, rape and fires, I found this.  A long list of hopes and dreams that people have for their future, even in the midst of the despair, hope can be found no matter how small.

I saw a big black canvas written all over with white paint.


Hope is not lost.  Even in the midst of all of the despair, hope can be found.  We can't survive without it.  People here have big dreams of finding love and God and repairing what is broken.  Amazing things happen when we work together towards that dream.

Today I felt like it is well with my soul.

Hope has not been lost.

3 comments:

  1. uhhh...i just tried to "like" this. That's ridiculous.
    Love you

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  2. I had to comment because....MY most resent post was about hope, and I had no idea that YOU had posted about it, too!! http://www.hisirishflame.blogspot.com/2013/03/hope-flood-me_372.html Must be the cousins-think-alike syndrome. ;)

    LOVE YOU!
    Victoria

    (And I gotta say....that is one strategically placed white dot. LOL Just sayin'.)

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  3. Funny about the dot right? It took him awhile to figure out where he wanted to put it. And I went and read your blog. So wonderful. Hope is an amazing thing isn't it? Life can't be lived if we don't have hope, and it sounds simple, but it really is very hard. Love you!

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