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New Hope, New Year

I've been thinking a lot about hope recently. It seems that everywhere we turn we see people who are without hope. We can see it on the news, in magazines, and in TV dramas. We see it when we go to the mall and sometimes even when we're at church. People are trying to find hope by somehow filling the void they feel.

All around us, we hear people say things like this: "I hope I'll win in lottery", "Sure hope our team wins the championship", "I hope it's sunny on Saturday for our picnic". We treat hope as a wish. But what happens to our "hope" if those don't turn out as we waited?

Here in the Philippines, all we should hope for is peace, the calm in the midst of the storm. In the past weeks, we experienced numerous tragedies...landslides that killed several people, fires that burned some houses and establishments, chaos in the government, and bombings that cause injuries to its victims. Last December 29, my hometown ( Tacurong, Sultan Kudarat) experienced bombings and bomb threats. I don't know why, but if you ask me why I would always want to be home? My answer would be always YES...because I love my family, I love the place...my childhood friends...the food...the nature...besides, the eye is a region where mostly calm weather can be found at the center of strong storm.


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Gabriela said…
I'm sorry about that. I didn't know things were like that over there. My life is pretty quiet and calm, still I'm not happy with myself. But that's a whole new story.

I think there's hope in everyone, that's why we're all here, hoping for the best. Sometimes refusing to give up on life. Sometimes giving up. But in the end we still have hope. We hope this world can be better, life can be better, and we can be better.
10:01 AM
Hannah said…
to gaby:

thanks for visiting..let's hope for the better this 2007 and onwards....
2:58 PM
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