As Christians, we are called to be people of hope. Not that we believe our prayers will help avert dark times merely for our having believed them. Nor that love overcoming darkness means that occasionally the darkness will not win the battles we fight for a time. No. What our hope points to is that even in the midst of darkness, the light of faith will never fail to point to the belovedness of every human being. That human dignity will always find a way to assert itself in the midst of the brokenness we often choose instead of love. That in spite of our human failings and the failures of our systems to achieve peace, that peace will always wait for us on the other side of our madness to undo what we have done. Even into the end of the age. This is what Christ pointed to. Love will prevail. How and in what manner is not ours to know. But faith requires that hope isn't dependent upon this world's insanity, or our own limited ability to stop the march toward darkness when the world decides to embrace it in foolishness and destruction. Speak! Fight! Do what you must. But don't lose hope, and never doubt love's power to prevail. Even if you must wait for a time for it to be so. But stand firm in hope against the darkness and love until your last breath.