During a recent conversation with my very depressed, alcoholic JW mom, she told me I seemed so happy (in spite of some extenuating circumstances with health, etc) and she really didn't understand why. . .this from a member of the happiest organization on earth. I have a normal life. Some good, some bad, but my hope isn't in some nebulous new order, but in the things I look forward to that I can make happen. I have real hope. I don't look forward to the end of the world, or the destruction of evil (Ok, I want everyone to just be nice, but I AM the happier one) I do have faith, but my faith rests on a loving God who can know what I do not know. I have no control over that, and I can't know everything about the Creator's plans, but I am pretty happy letting him do his God stuff without me trying to tell people what He means when he says things. I used to get all into in depth study, seriously looking into EVERY issue minutely. I gave that up for happiness and I don't think God has a problem with me trusting him to do his God thing.*
*When I say he, I am using the common term, but I don't think of God as male or female, but as complete.