I’ve experienced it. Caused it. Lived it. Suffered through it. Wished it would flee. And, I’ve struggled to understand it.
Never a friend. Always an enemy. Sadly at times—a constant companion.
Lately, I’ve spent time trying to understand disappointment—since it has set up resident in our family—after forced furloughs, blind-sided termination, health issues, disappointment was expected, just not welcomed.
Yet, it’s here.
If only the words of Martin Luther King, Jr., could bring solace: “We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.”
True hope comes from Jesus Christ. Come quickly Lord Jesus.