Choices........

In looking through definitions of the word Hope I came across a few that were unknown to me. I liked them better than the normal everyday definition that everyone knows.
Of course Christianity has the ultimate definition of hope:
The theological virtue defined as the desire and search for a future good, difficult but not impossible to attain with God's help.

We all cling to this in times of trouble or in times when we look forward to some event or life change. God can and does help. Always.
I was, however, looking for something different. Something that would mean more to me, just me. It doesn't have to mean anything to anyone else. Two definitions I found regarding the word hope caught my eye.

A sloping plain between mountain ridges.
A small bay; an inlet; a haven.

In reading these definitions and visualizing them, tears came.
I can see that plain between the mountains.
I can smell the air and feel the wind of the small bay.
I find God here. He is my haven.

Now I know this blog title is choices and you may think I'm talking about choices of definitions to words, I'm not.
The choices in life we have are unnumberable, (yes, this is a word meaning too numerous to be counted). We have this with God, choices. I look at these choices as more chances to get closer to Him, to become more like Him.
In making these choices I have hope that they are the right ones, the ones to bring me closer, the ones to seclude me from the world and let me just be with Him.
These choices are my sloping plain between two mountain ridges. They are my small bay, my inlet, my haven. Here is where I run to when the choices I've made become trying. I hide in the hope I have in God. I seclude myself in that haven, I sit on the sloping plain with God. Taking in His love for me.

Psalm 39:7 "And so, Lord, where do I put my hope? My only hope is in you"