Hope is a funny thing. When you’re in deficit it is like going to swipe your card at the store and the warning sign, “insufficient funds,” appears in a glaring verbiage shooting fear and panic through your body. When our balance of hope is just enough to live off of we keep it to ourselves, because we are holding our breath in tense anticipation that losing any might send us into a hope debt. But when we are living in abundant excess, we should share our wealthy hope, making it rain on others.