In honor of moving on, no more numbers, no more counting the
days since my life (as I had it planned) fell in pieces. I’m moving towards something, not away from
Aaron. Towards what isn’t quite as clear, but God knows.
Y’shua and I have been talking about hope lately. Correction—He’s
been talking about it. He wants to give it to me, but I’m resistant. I find it
scary. Hoping hurts, and I’ve had all the hurt I can handle right now. Moving
on from Aaron is only one kind of hard that’s in my life currently. I have a
list of others that aren’t really material for this blog. But it feels like
Y’shua is stripping me down and stripping me down and stripping me down. Crushing
me. He might not stop until there’s nothing left but my raw weakness and
Himself.
But in the midst of all this hard He keeps prodding me that
I can’t put my hope in anything other than Him. He’s the only one that will not
disappoint. My hope cannot be in my
internship. My hope cannot be in leaders on the farm. My hope cannot be in
marriage. My hope cannot be in starting a ministry someday. My hope cannot be
in certain friendships. My hope cannot be in getting certain results. My hope
cannot be in being at peace with my family or spiritual authorities. My hope
cannot be in being perfectly healed. But I have hoped in these things, at
least to some extent or another. I like results. I like to see progress. And
right now Y’shua keeps leading me tenderly back to the mess and asking me to
sit in it. Learn to be okay with things
not being okay. Look at Me. Hope in Me.
But what does hope look like when it’s in the Lord and
nothing else? I’m still trying to figure that one out. The practicality of it
doesn’t quite compute in my brain because the intangibility of hoping in the
Lord has to translate into some kind of physical hope on this earth at some
point, right? I know it’s not healthy to sit in my room and not want anything. That’s
called apathy. Been there. Done that (maybe some days still sampling it). Not
life-giving. But how do I want something (hope for it) and not want something
(only hope in the Lord) at the same time? How do I be aggressive in taking
territory back from the enemy, going after the kingdom, and not settling for
second best while not putting my hope in seeing any of those things actually
come about?
Romans 5:3-5
Not only that, but we
rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and
endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not
put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the
Holy Spirit who has been given to us.
Sufferings? Check.
Endurance? If endurance means not quitting, then I guess check,
although some days the only reason I don’t is that the Lord won’t let me (dang
it).
Character? I sure hope He’s giving me some in all of this.
And then after all that hard comes hope—hope that will not
put to shame, that will not disappoint, that will not deceive, that will not
cause me to suffer a repulse. Hope in the fact that while I was still weak, Y’shua died for the ungodly, for me (v.6).
If hope does not disappoint, then I must not have had
hope—not the kind the Word describes. Because I have felt disappointment rip
through my heart on nearly all fronts of my life in the past two months. So
maybe I’m afraid of something I think I know but have really never experienced.
And I’m still left with the question, what does it mean to hope? Y’shua is
going to have to answer this one for me, because all my degrees and trying to
rationalize this one out are failing. Impossibility my head and heart scream.
And Y’shua laughs as if He knows He’s the God of the impossible.
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