We have known the deep abyss of fear, yet hope has not for one minutes been far away. Why? Because we believe in the power of prayer. The faith of a mustard seed at times but God has always moved mountains. He is sure. Steadfast. Immovable. The mindset of hope on our knees shifts we “hope” so to “belief” in the assurance of God almighty as THE power greater than ourselves.
On our knees our view is heavenward where God the Father sees and knows the best for us- His view broader, wider and deeper than our minds can comprehend. And “by faith” we entrust, rest in every promise, settle in to the rhythm of His faithfulness over our lifetime and put one foot in front of the other believing in His love for His children.
Hope- a longing, a wanting, trust in what is unseen, yet we “feel” the very presence of love
Hope- an aspiration, desire, wish, expectation, ambition, aim, goal, plan, design, a dream
We make our plans. God directs our path.
Within the design of hope, we plant our feet in what is unseen and trust that the step in solid, steady and trustworthy
-to cherish a desire with
-to want something to happen or be
-to believe without wavering
Hope has permeated every prayer, conversation, conjecture of a future and in our dreams and plans there would never be a moment where we backed down.
For over three weeks now we have held tight to hope because the God we place our hope in holds us stronger and never loses grip- no matter how faithless we are in our hopes and dreams for a beautiful future for my sister.
To lose hope places a pause in the active work of God and we must not waver but pray always in faith BELIEVING!!
Today my sister has made a most amazing turn for the good. Not one culture that was taken was positive became the cause for the diagnosis.
Encephalopathy- an inflammation of the fluid around the brain that became infected. This beast, a self-limiting virus, likely became stronger than her weakened immune system could handle after a 9 day hospital stay for a GI Bleed.
She is a fighter. Resilient. Brave. And I have never been more proud of my little sister.
Words do not often fail me- But this has truly tested he fact that at times my inability to fully describe the angst and stirring in my heart….. The pursuit of hope often wavered but finding hope for Claudia superseded ANYTHING that I needed and will remain a worthy pursuit to keep hope alive in her!!
So often the very day the words fail to be found, the poetic painter of pictures with words, enables this heart to settle into its rhythm.
Beautiful words about hope in this time of Advent~ as we await and renew our alive again at the reminder of the coming of the promised Messiah- Jesus Christ.
Wonderful. Counselor. Mighty God. Prince of Peace.
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Words of hope at this day’s end~
Thank you Ann VosKamp for painting my world today with hope.
I rise today with the “thrill of unwavering knowing” Yes!!
“What gives us Hope if not God and who is the source of Hope if not our Savior?
Making up hope isn’t our job.
Hope is God’s job and our job is to trust that God’s making Hope.
That God’s making a way, because He is The Way.
Let the weary world rise with the thrill of the unwavering knowing:
When we’re tempted to fill with despair, Hope whispers that God will fulfill His promises.
When it feels like life is a setup to let you down, we will whisper it to ourselves like a resuscitation:
Hope is not the belief that things will turn out well, but the belief God is working through all things, no matter how things turn out.
And when we get karate kicked in the esophagus by life and it hurts to breathe, we will be the
Remembering People who retrace it slow again, how Hope works:
Hope fiercely promises to meet us in hard things now — because we fiercely trust God’s promise to make all things new.
You see: Hope is a defiant reliance on God keeping His Word.
The winds and the days may rage and the blaze of things may leave you feeling charred, but now is the time for faith to rise like a phoenix from ashes and we will:
Hold on to His Word for all you’re worth — because His Word is what proves God is trustworthy.
And when you know God is trustworthy — you know today is worthy of Hope.
When your bones know God ultimately makes good on His promises — that’s good enough reason for hope to burn in your bones.
As long as you still are, all is not lost. Being is hope, and hope is presence, and this present moment is a gift pulsing with hope.
Feel it even now:
Hope doesn’t promise success to the strong, but resurrection to the wrecked. Because success isn’t the virtue that will remain. Love, Joy and Hope are. So we will make those three that will remain, always our main thing.
Feel it especially now:
Like muscles, Hope is made by rising, again and again, lifting the weight of dark that’s conspiring to flatten us with the strength of His promises that’s certain to carry us.
Advent is learning how hope works and you can feel the warming light of the main thing that matters:
Hope is not some elusive lottery ticket for the lucky, but hope is the fiery torch the faithful raise in a life-grip to burn back the ugly face of the dark so they can see their promised land —
and the welcoming face of God.” ~Ann VosKamp
May hope surround you this night and for all of your tomorrows.