Iz once wrote “For without hope I cannot live.” He told a story in the song Hawai’i ’78 Introduction about his father who died of a broken heart. The pressures of life exerted so much force upon the man that what hope he had was unable to push back. Every morning we’re confronted with word of a new slaughter, another on the job shotgun rampage, stories of the best and brightest cheating, and the never ending rancor of political debate that continues to rise in its shrillness. Is it even possible to have hope?
Iz had hope. Paul had hope. I have hope. When the lyrics point you to a hope found somewhere at the end of the rainbow, remember that the rainbow is an arc, not a line up past the clouds. That arch begins and ends right where you are after having touched the heavens. You are made in the image of the one who wants to give you hope, not only in the future, but right now.
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