Eating steamed crabs is loads of fun, not to mention just about the best meal on the planet. I’ll take steamed crabs over anything and everything else.
Yes, it’s messy.
Yes, it’s expensive.
Yes, it takes time.
I’ve done lots of traveling and eaten just about anything that was put in front of me. From eating homemade meals made out in the bush to wildly expensive meals made by some of the most famous chefs, at some of the top restaurants in the world.
But there is more to steamed crabs than just eating them. It’s the afterglow. The aroma of steamed crabs penetrates your hands so much that you can smell it all the next day. I don’t care what you wash your hands with, there is no getting that smell out. You are stuck with it, and I mean that in a good way.
You may have finished eating steamed crabs. You may have gone home, gone to bed, and woke up the next morning. You can still smell crabs on your hands. And all the great memories of that experience come flooding back to be relived all over again.
Hope stays with you just like that. It’s a gentle reminder the joy and happiness you’ve shared and experienced. It doesn’t smack you in the face but softly nudges you to remember.
But the aroma of steamed crabs will fade. All you have to do is nothing and that beautiful fragrance evaporates. And so it is with hope. All you have to do is nothing and hope disappears.
So, when you sense that your hope is fading, you need to refill and refuel your hope.