One of my best friends Joe told me this story the other
day. A story that I love, that I will
forever remember. A short and sweet
little story about hope:
So this guy – let’s call him Johnny, sits at home one day,
on his couch, watching tv, when the doorbell rings. He gets up and quickly walks over to the
front door to open it. When he opens the
door, he sees his friend standing in the doorway. He let’s out a sigh of disappointment and his
eyes turn downward. “What’s wrong” asks
his friend, having noticed Johnny’s obvious sad reaction to his arrival. “I just really hoped that you were the pizza
delivery guy”, Johnny replied. “Oh ok… Well
did you order pizza?” “No”, says
Johnny. “I just hoped”
And that to me, is the meaning of hope.
Thanks Joe
Xxx
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