"Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away." James 4:14
Usually, the unexpected turns out to be something unwanted. Like a new ache or symptom. Or a bad news story like "Paradise is on fire." Every day is mostly the same until it is the day when something stops working, or someone dies. As a human being destined to die, I can't hope to avoid it.
The word hope is a bitter pill disguised as candy. Hope is a lie that you want to come true simply by believing in it. Concrete and steel -- these are the structural basis of reality, not hope. If I build a bridge out of hope I will wind up in the river.
What is, is. Hope, like dreams and "the future," speaks of things that don't exist. They may exist as a potential, a possibility in your mind and as a probability based on conditions in the present. So, if in the present moment you are doing something to alter conditions favorably, you might enjoy more favorable conditions in some future moment, which doesn't yet exist.
Or you might get run over by a truck, because you never know what tomorrow may bring.
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