Where is Hope???

Splattered everywhere in today's news are the headlines of the end of a fugitive's run...without going through all the details, a man killed his ex-wife. To impede the identification of her body, he pulled her teeth and cut off her fingers. Having disposed of the body, he ran...from California to Hope, British Columbia...where today people at his motel (pictured here) discovered his body hung by a belt from a coat rack...What happened? We can all speculate, but my guess is that, while something snapped in this guy to cause him to make decisions that ultimately led to murder and suicide, I doubt that he sat down one day and planned out the murder and suicide. What was the slope he slid down? Apparently he was a successful developer and investor...but he had also been part of yet another reality TV show...that incidentally was cancelled once the murder story broke. Was he just another "victim" of a society out of control? Or was he somehow "evil" to the core? I say "no" to both questions...My speculation is that people who commit such acts get to points of hopelessness and somehow believe that no hope equals no way out EXCEPT through such acts...I may be wrong, but my observation of people is that when they perceive no hope, some sort of end is near. Or, when what they had hoped in disappoints, and they see no worthwhile replacement for that hope, radical actions follow. An added twist to our culture and how individuals and institutions sometimes think and process - the woman's body was finally identified by the serial numbers on her breast implants...It's ironic that this guy's trail ended in a town called Hope...maybe this story will cause some of us to look at hope - where does my hope lie? Is my hope anchored in something or Someone that I can count on? Will that anchor hold? Ponder what the biblical writer sets forth in the book of Hebrews, chapter 6, talking about an anchor (a lifeline) of hope and where it's found...We who have run for our very lives to God have every reason to grab the promised hope with both hands and never let go. It's an unbreakable spiritual lifeline, reaching past all appearances right to the very presence of God. Could this be true??? Where is Hope?