I have so many words today. It has been a busy few days, we had company visiting … which meant prepping the house, then we were taking a day out of town ourselves for some family time. So many things have happened in those days, so much I want to speak about.
I had so many things to do, that I literally made a spreadsheet to keep track of everything. My days were scheduled to the second. There was no margin. Normal things (like posting daily) were cast aside for no other reason than the fact that I could without the world ending.
I was trying to decided if I was really going to try and recap all of my thoughts over these last 4 days into one post. Would it make any sense? Would it be all over the place? Would I write one single piece or make 4 dated journal entries? I created a graphic on canva to us for the post. No matter how many times I tried to upload it into wordpress, it wouldn’t. Error. Error. Error. Was the enemy trying to thwart my words today?
Bound and determined, I was not giving up and decided to scroll through the graphics I’ve used in the past which sit in the wordpress media library. It caught my eye…
All of these things I felt compelled to talk about are scenarios I have no control over, I can’t comprehend them, I can’t explain them. From my own short temperedness to the shooting at a small church in Texas. I could throw words at this screen, but what would they mean … how would they help? They don’t. You don’t need my words, you need the words of Hope.
1 Timothy 1:1 tells us that Christ is our hope, and hope is an anchor to our soul (Hebrews 6:19).
Matthew 12:21 tells us that we put our hope and trust in Christ, because he is a better hope than anything else (Hebrews 7:19)
2 Thessalonians 2:16 tells us that we have been given hope through grace, and purified by that hope (1 John 3:3).
1 Timothy 4:10 tells us that our hope is fixed on God, and is in God (1 Peter 1:21).
Titus 1:2 encourages us that it is an eternal hope, and we hold to that hope (Hebrews 6:18).
1 Timothy 5:5 tells us of the widow, who despite her circumstances is fixed on her hope in God… praying day and night. Hope is active pursuit of Him.
Yes, we are in trying times. Life is difficult. Sometimes we feel like Job. Our calling isn’t comfortable. We may feel more like Jonah. Shame weighs us down. We connect with the Samaritan Woman. The word is fallen, and we feel like the Israelites calling out to God to save us from our own messes.
The days are hard…
But since we are of the day, let us be sober, having put on the breastplate of faith and love, and as a helmet, the hope of salvation. (1 Thessalonians 5:8)
And people will look to us, because we have hope and wonder how we can find peace in the midst of chaos…
but sanctify Christ as Lord in your hearts, always being ready to make a defense to everyone who asks you to give an account for the hope that is in you, yet with gentleness and reverence (1 Peter 3:15)
We will praise Him in the storms, because we have hope…
to the end that we who were the first to hope in Christ would be to the praise of His glory. (Ephesians 1:12)
Will not act as the world expects, but we will be…
rejoicing in hope, persevering in tribulation, devoted to prayer, (Romans 12:12)
So that we can find peace for today, and days to come…
Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that you will abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. (Romans 15:13)