This is my favorite coffee mug. Whenever I drink from it, I think of my sister Patti and the beautiful relationship we had as sisters and friends.
After Patti passed away in November 2011 and I was sorting through her things, her friend Angie asked me to look for Patti’s HOPE mug because she wanted me to have it. It meant so much to me that Angie wanted me to have Patti’s mug, because it is a symbol of their beautiful friendship. Angie’s daughter Abbie had given both Patti and Angie a HOPE mug so that they could share hope and a cup of tea in support of one another. When Patti was battling breast cancer and Angie (a cancer survivor) was struggling with health issues, they would talk on the phone and drink out of their mugs, offering encouragement to each other. Their conversations were filled with hope and God’s plans for their lives.
Hope is a beautiful thing. No matter what happens in life, if you have hope you can endure anything. In the dictionary, hope is defined as “a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen; a feeling of trust; a strong and confident expectation.”
In the Bible, Hebrews 6:18b-19a says, “They [God’s promises] give us strength to hold onto the hope we have been given. We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, sure and strong.” (NCV)
In Romans the apostle Paul wrote, “The Scriptures give us hope and encouragement as we wait patiently for God’s promises to be fulfilled.” (Romans 15:4b)
And the prophet Jeremiah wrote, “For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.” (Jeremiah 29:11)
There were times in my life when instead of putting my hope in God, I would put my hope in people, in my job, or in my possessions. What I learned quickly is that people (including myself) at some point will disappoint us because we are all imperfect.
But when I put my hope in God, His hope is an anchor for my soul. I know that whatever storms come my way, I am secure in Him. The storm may be raging all around me, but because I’m anchored to Jesus, the reason for my hope, I can have peace knowing He is holding onto me. He promises me that He will walk with me and carry me through the storms of life.
So each morning when I drink coffee from my HOPE mug, I think about Patti being in heaven, completely healed from cancer, dancing in the streets of heaven with Jesus. And when I think of her, I feel hope because I know that one day I will be reunited with her in heaven and we will be together forever.
But until then, I choose to keep Holding On Praying Expectantly as I journey through life, knowing that God has great plans for me and has promised to give me a future and a hope.