Disrupted, by Julie Anderson Love

On her first of many stays in the hospital for treatment of an aggressively malignant pineal blastoma, Julie Love returned to her room to find an eight-foot banner that read "Hope And Prosperity." Her head was bandaged from the surgery that had revealed the alarming extent of a sprawling tumor that had "a death grip" on her brain, branching into areas the neurosurgeon wouldn't risk entering. Ironic as the banner might seem in her situation, it had particular significance: a friend had pointed out that the root word of prosperity is hope—sperare—suggesting that biblical promises of prosperity perhaps have more to do with the gift of hope than with material blessing. The same friend had also come upon the Latin phrase dum spiro spero—"while I breathe, I hope"—and had linked those meanings to a life guided by the Holy Spirit: pro spiritus.


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