In a sermon several years ago now, Brother Bowman remarked how “Hope is the apparatus that reaches out into our future and affixes itself to that for which we long.” I can still remember how much I liked the way this sounded, I wrote it down immediately and have obviously committed it to memory. It wasn’t until a few more years had passed that what had been a really neat way of framing a concept took on a great deal more significance. My Mother returned to the Lord in 2013 after 40 years away … this expression now had…