I think about the value of hope very very frequently. I mean the name of this blog is HOPENAME after all. I think about hope because it is the tinder spark that everyone underestimates. It is the seed that becomes a mighty oak. It is that breath that breathes upon the broken and convinces them that tomorrow it’ll be alright and parts the clouds of the weary-hearted. I think about hope because I need it every single day, because He is hope. He is all I’m banking on and if He isn’t with me when I wake up in the morning, its all shot to hell and for nothing. I think about hope because I think about how hope doesn’t disappoint us (Rom 5:5) and about how I can throw it all into His hands cause He threw his all out for me too. I think about hope because I need to remember that He is faithful every day and that He is faithful to deliver his promises.
After all, faith is the substance of things hoped for (Heb 11:1). Maybe we should all substance-abuse on faith and see how high it takes us this New Years.
Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees and looks to God alone; laughs at impossibilities and cries it shall be done. Charles Wesley
Its funny because when I think about impossibilities I don’t think about ending world hunger or raising an army from the dead. I think about the impossibilities I dismiss within my own heart, all of the can’ts and never-will-be’s where He prophesies life into, the brokenness that we thought too great to be healed or the pain too deep to be redeemed. Faith, mighty faith cries it shall be done.
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