Hope

Webster defines hope as -

to cherish a desire with anticipation: to want something to happen to be true.

Ever just sit and watch God’s creatures? What they do, how they act? How do they get around. Do they walk, crawl, fly? Maybe all of the above.

This could be inside with a pet, or outside with nature. Do they need a little human aid to survive, or can they do it themselves? Of course you pet will need your help. My cat cannot survive without my help. I need to love her, feed her, clean up after her, protect her, and provide shelter. She is strictly an indoor cat. But she still has instincts of the wild.

So many creatures, like squirrels or chipmunks for example, will find nuts or similar, but can feast with help from us. Same with birds who will consume seed if you leave it for them but have the instincts to dig for worms. Frogs will catch bugs.

Watching this reminds us that we as humans need to survive. Humans are in effect, primates. Creatures of the wild. We have the instincts to survive. Gods’ creatures do too. When we see how our creatures, domestic and wild act, we have the hope we can survive in the same ways. Hope we can find food for nutrition on our own, hope we will have shelter, hope we can find aid when we need it. The hope we feel loved. We can learn from our animal friends. They have fears as we do. Watching their survival gives me hope I will somehow be able to survive too. We can learn a lot about ourselves and our instincts by watching our wild friends wander about, surviving.

Note - Originally penned as part of a post by Cindy Ojczyk

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