Hachiko was only a year-and-a-half old when, one afternoon, he did not see his master among the passengers leaving the train. Professor Ueno had suffered a fatal cerebral hemorrhage that day while giving a lecture. Disappointed, Hachiko returned again the next day, precisely at the time he had come to expect his master’s return. Day after day, for nine years, the poor dog faithfully returned to the train station around 3:00, watching for his beloved master. Time would not erode Hachiko’s loyalty and hope that he would again see his master’s face.
This reminds me of Christians as we wait in joyful hope for the return of Jesus. It reminds me of the hope we have that when we die, we'll get to see our master's face and jump excitedly into his arms. It is this hope that keeps me going through the trials and tribulations. It is this hope that makes my life more joyful because I know I'm just passing through on to a much better place where I will finally see my master's face.