hope is a promise.

in most instances we regard hope as something to look forward to. 

‘i hope i do well on this test.’ ‘i hope he likes me.’ ‘i hope things will get better.’

this kind of hope it great, it gives us the motivation to wish for something. but the thing about this kind of hope is that there is a chance that our hoping may be completely futile when we find out that we don’t do well on the test, he doesn’t like me, things get worse. this hope is limited. this hope is conditional.

but there is a hope that i know about, a hope that i’m beginning to understand that goes much much deeper than circumstance. a hope that is assured. it is not an ‘i hope that’, but a noun kind of hope, a love hope. a hope in a steadfast love that has been written on the walls of time and the hearts of man since the creation – that someday a prince would come and save us all from the depths of woe and darkness. this hope we keep as a promise from a love that we will never completely understand on this earth. a hope in eternal love. this hope hems us in, roots us into the soil next to the living water. this is the hope given for the souls of man. 

this hope is an anchor.

hebrews 6: 13-20

“for when god made a promise to abraham, since he had no greater by whom to swear, he swore by himself, saying,”surely i will bless you and multiply you.” and thus abraham, having patiently waited, obtained the promise. for people swear by something greater than themselves, and in all their disputes an oath is final for confirmation. so when god desired to show more convincingly to the heirs of the promise the unchangeable character of his purpose, he guaranteed it with an oath, so that by two unchangeable things, in which it is impossible for god to lie, we who have fled for refuge might have strong encouragement to hold fast to the hope set before us. we have this as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul, a hope that enters into the inner place behind the curtain, where jesus has gone as a forerunner on our behalf, having become a high priest forever after the order of melchizedek.”

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we are heirs of the promise. 

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easy like sunday morning

today i was smacked in the face with the reality that life can appear incredibly easy when i ignore it. as it is, i have been ignoring reality my entire life. the happiness syndrome, only embracing positively, turns out to be a recipe for steep walls constructed around my heart in such fashion that nothing but the grace of god can break through. and that’s exactly where i am.

grace.

this is war. my soul is under attack, not only by the world, but by the enemy and even my own flesh. a three-way attack. my defenses are down and i’m ignoring the damage in my heart. but it turns out that ignoring the battle doesn’t make it go away- it only preserves the pain. eesh. so here i am, fully ambushed, somehow still refusing to give my burdens to the lord. that is where my pain lives- in my futile attempts at self-preservation within my own means. but there is a strength made perfect in weakness. there is a god who lives in me combatting these forces. i’m never alone. ever. never ever.

okay god. here. we. go.

proverbs 3:5- always