On page 420 of the old red hymnal it can be found, “My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.” Wooden cross, willing sacrifice and selfless love are the stones lain by our Savior, Jesus. Eyes closed, memories filling my mind, I sing “The Solid Rock” to the top of my lungs.
A part of that great threesome in 1 Corinthians 13:13, “Three things will last forever–faith, hope, and love–and the greatest of these is love.” Hope and faith seem to go hand in hand. “Faith is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see.” (Hebrews 11:1 NLT)
Wrapped tightly around new beginnings. Births, careers, marriages, retirement and for the believer, even death is filled with hope. All my New Year’s resolutions and diets I began on a Monday were fueled by hope.
A choice. Mayhem (I love those commercials) seems to surround us at times. Your physician calls and asks to meet with you as soon as possible, your bank account balance is negative with two weeks left in the month, your husband is more like a roommate, your daughter has just told you she is pregnant, your job is being out-sourced, your… you fill in the blanks. Jesus actually promised us in this world we would have many troubles. That’s why faith is so important to hope. Faith supplies the confidence we need to hope when all seems hopeless.
May I pray for you?
Jesus, for each dear one who reads these words, I pray for hope when they feel hopeless, and peace where there is anxiety. May your love wrap them up like a warm blanket on a cold day. I ask You to place loving people in their lives to be Your hands and heart. Remind them each morning that Your mercies are new and Your grace is sufficient for the day.
I ask all these things in Your sweet name Jesus. Amen