Here on the blog, we’ve been talking a lot lately about this incredible group of people we are part of in as Unbounders and the many incredible experiences that come out of this community. But there is another side to being Unbound — to life, actually — that is not as glamorous, exciting, or inspiring.
Because the truth is, we don’t live life leaping from one mountaintop experience to the next. The big part of our lives is fighting gravity up the mountains, sliding down the back sides, and struggling through the valleys and ruts in between.
It’s spring at last! — a season of green things and sunshine finally coming back, of celebrating new life, of rejoicing in resurrection. But as a student, it can also be the season when we realize that winter was months ago, but summer is still months ahead. At least for me, that means I start to struggle. All my mountaintops seem so far away, and here I am, stuck in one of those ruts.
Hope is a longing for something you haven’t yet attained and a living out of that longing. But why is it so hard to feel hopeful in the ruts? And what does it look like to live in hope even when you are not on the mountaintops?
We all know it’s easy to feel hopeful when you are inspired. When you finish a course. When you get a good grade on a quiz. When you stay on your schedule. When you climb the sky-topped mountains at Capstone. When you have that amazing conversation with your friend. When you make time to finish a book for fun.