Share a Gift of Hope

I love green color. Like the traffic light, it symbolizes 'go' which means there is a continuity of movement. Green is life. Green is hope. As they say, while there is life, there is hope.

Hope is infinite so I love also the infinity symbol. When you have hope in your heart, you will develop endurance amidst trials, darkness and despair.

Few years ago I started a page at Facebook with the word 'hope' so I could feed myself with inspiring words related to hope everyday. Some viewers thanked me for those motivational lines. But one day I got a message from someone saying that he had copyrighted that line for a non-profit organization, so what could I do but to put it to a halt for some time, and change the name later to start with an action verb -- the most used verb these days -- 'share'. Hope is already in each and everyone of us -- whether we are in good or bad situation. What we need to do is to care to share it and one loses it, help him restore it.

All life coaches and leaders, be it religious, political or whatever, always include hope in most of their motivational talks. It gives us a good feeling to see a better and brighter tomorrow. The subject of hope is like a magnet that attracts attention of person or people we talk to.

When you encounter a hopeless person who feels like it would be the end of the world, tell him two words -- "Keep hoping". This is a simple easy way of helping rebuild a life.

Recently His Highness Dubai Ruler Sheikh Mohammed bin Rashid al Maktoum awarded Mahmoud Wahid, Egyptian chairman of Together to Save a Human, with AED1M Arab Hope Maker prize, for 'providing homeless people with food, medical care and space to bathe'. According to ArabianBusiness.com, in a surprise move he also granted same amount to other four (4) finalists for their work. I really salute our great leader, Sheikh Mohammed, who promotes love and compassion by supporting Arab philanthropist projects. He also launches the Arab Hope Makers Academy. I hope there will be an international counterpart -- Global Hope Makers Academy.

My heart was touched by one Egyptian jornalist's advocacy on helping former female prisoners reconstruct their lives and find their jobs, according to same article. Her name is Nawal Mustafa. Being a woman and a mother, I know how it means to their families.

God bless their souls.

What will you do if you as a Hope Maker would be awarded with such an amount? Care to share your thoughts below?

I have a lot in mind to do to touch people's lives, create positive ripples and help reach many troubled people to make them happy. As I have some work experiences in the human resources field, I also want to help unemployed and underemployed people find gainful employment, and collaborate with some entities to provide entrepreneurship seminars for those who want to put up their startups. That is my dream.

What is yours? Look around. Maybe the person next you desperately needs someone to talk to keep hope alive in his / her heart. Nobody is immune from low moments. There are people who sometimes behave differently not because they are really bad or difficult to deal with, but because they have some dark moments and they need light.

These days mental health illnesses are on the rise and it is really devastating to read and see stories of hopelessness. Many troubled people think that they cannot defeat their problems. I hope that if they lose their hope, they can make their own hope, when all else fails.

I have such huge admiration and respect for those who step up and do something to rebuild lives and I want to do the same.

Here in the UAE, I have experienced the touch of God's hands through silent hope makers, adorably great in their own right, confident in what they do but not boastful, no terms and conditions when they give hope and make it a verb not just a noun. May they be more blessed in life.

Paying forward, I passionately magnify the greatness of our Creator by sharing a gift of hope, in whatever way possible, to glorify Him.

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