On a drive this past Saturday, my daughter and I were playing the game, "Fortunately, Unfortunately".
This is an improvisational story-telling game where you build a tale, line by line, with one person starting with "Unfortunately..." and the other saying, "Fortunately..."My daughter loves to be "Unfortunately". I was coaching her in the concept of "yes, and" and in how to make the story broad and to consider all the options open to the characters.
My character, Esmerelda, was taking a walk on a beautiful day when, unfortunately, a storm blew in. Fortunately, her friend, Bob, saw her and offered her a ride. Unfortunately, Bob's "check engine" light began flashing. And so forth...
At one point, when Esmerelda and Bob were floating down a flooded stream on her porch with three cats in a one cat-carrier, I commented that my daughter was being kind of rough on our friends.
She said, "I'm Unfortunately. That's my job. You're Fortunately. You have the hope."
You have the hope.
You. Have. The. Hope.
No one would ever mistake me for an overly optimistic person. I don't sugarcoat much and I am fairly straightforward. (Ask anyone who's read my book.)
But I do have the hope.
What's the role you have in the story we live and tell together? Fortunately? Unfortunately?
Romans 5:5 "...and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us." (NASB)
You bet I have the hope.

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