Hope for Parousia

Once upon a time,a community gathered to pray for rain, on that day, all people came but only a little boy came with an umbrella.
that's faith

when you throw a baby in the air, she laughs because she knows you will catch her.
that's trust

every night we go to bed, without any assurance of being alive the next morning but still we set alarms to wake up.
that's hope

we plane big things for tomorrow in spite of zero knowledge of the future.
that's confidence

we see the world suffering with marriages, but still we get married
that's love