Where Hope Lies
Hope. That’s what this picture makes me think of. The hope I feel that good will come again. That life will go on. That more memories are waiting to be made and the future can still be bright.
It’s hard to remember that when you’re going through loss. When those very same things that you’ve hoped in, are taken away. The child, the relationship, the career, the dreams.
We all have hope. We all hold on to expectations. It’s what gives our lives meaning and our days purpose.
But when our hopes are founded on earthly things, on things that by their nature will inevitably change, our entire lives are built on shaky ground.
Loss is teaching me a difficult lesson: that my hope must be based on Jesus, not on things on this earth.
Nothing here will ever satisfy those eternal cravings that were etched in my soul from the moment I was created. No success, no relationship, no amount of money.
And they will not fill up yours, either.
God designed us so a piece of our hearts would always be craving for something that only He could provide. Life here on earth can be good, but it is not all there is to life.
The promise of Jesus is the real hope that we have on this earth. That this is not the end of it all. That, one day, every wrong will be made right, every tear will be wiped away and all the sadness will disappear in the arms of His loving embrace.
Yes, heaven has a new meaning for me because I will get to see Solomon once again. And I will hold him and love him and revel in the mystery of God’s ways with the entirety of my being.
But Friends, I’m thankful that this isn’t the end. Because wrong often seems to reign here and evil feels like it wins far too often. Sometimes things happen in our lives that just don’t make sense and the pain of this broken world can just seem so unfair.
But this is not the end. This is not all there is. In the midst of this all, there is still a ray of hope. And that hope is Jesus.